Substitute for the little ancestor

However, Xiang Lingfeng had already driven into the campus where Ruan Tong couldn't notice.

Their academy is huge and has two back doors.

Xiang Lingfeng, as the 'authority person' here, no matter which way he goes, no one will control him.

Xiang Lingfeng broke into the dean's special office.

"Old Zhao, are you still busy?"

He approached casually.

Dean Zhao put down the pen in his hand, stood up and greeted him with a smile: "Young Master Xiang is here."

"Why didn't you tell me about your school exam today?"

"Huh? This?"

Dean Zhao was a little confused.

As the school gets bigger and there are so many departments in each class, it is impossible to have uniform exams.

"I don't know which exam you are talking about to the young master?"

Displeasure was revealed between Xiang Lingfeng's eyebrows, and he slumped down to the position where Dean Zhao had just been.

"Which game can I play, which department is my Jiu'er?"

Ruan Tong is too straightforward, but Jiu'er's name can still be useful.

Director Zhao suddenly said, "Jiu'er, look at my memory."

As he spoke, he took out a portfolio from the table.

"This is the test paper they are going to take. Should they ask the young master for the answer directly or..."

Or add some water when scoring directly.

Xiang Lingfeng refused: "No, that's not why I came to you."

"Speak to you, son."

"Isn't there going to be a CET-[-] English test right now, no matter what you think of, remove Ruan Tong from my name."

It is mentioned that Dean Ruan Tong Zhao is no stranger, she is the girl who was made things difficult by the school last time.

Dean Zhao pushed the frame of the mirror and was in a dilemma: "Young Master Xiang, I checked that girl. She has studied hard in school for a few years. She is still a student with a good reputation from the teacher. Can we do it?"

"Old man Zhao, don't you listen to what I say? Do you believe that I will expel XX right away?"

Xiang Lingfeng's eyes became sharp.

Dean Zhao sighed.

No one in the school dared to provoke Xiang Lingfeng, the key lies in this, the Xiang family is the big owner and investor of XX University.

More than half of the maintenance costs of the school's operations depend on Xiang's feeding.

There is no way, someone is pinching the pulse of breathing, and Dean Zhao dare not say no.

Xiang Lingfeng got up: "Okay, remember to take care of what I leave to you. The benefits of your school are indispensable."

When I went out, the sky was still cloudy.

The entire capital was a bit quiet under the silver wrap.

After tricking Ruan Tong, Xiang Lingfeng's mood did not improve.

The apricot tree in the backyard of the school is said to be a 60-year-old tree bought at a high price.

Against the background of the snow scene, the whole tree is a bit majestic.

Looking in the direction of the highest branch, it is the examination room where Ruan Tong is.

Xiang Lingfeng smiled and shook his head slightly and left.

Near noon, a black Cullinan heard the Hui family's mansion.

Hui Yingzi could see clearly the location of the balcony on the second floor.

Excitedly trotting all the way down to look at the door, the cold wind seeped into the trouser legs, and Hui Yingzi's legs were a little stinging.

"You came!"

Opening the door, Hui Yingzi smiled brightly, and gave Li Juexiu a bear hug.

She took Li Juexiu's hand: "Come in, my parents are not here today."

Li Juexiu held the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he just bought in his hand.

Hui Yingzi's eyes glowed, she smiled and said, "Let me guess, it was bought for me~!"

She took out a piece and handed it to Li Juexiu on tiptoe.

"Ah~"

Li Juexiu opened his thin lips lightly, and was about to eat it, but Hui Yingzi suddenly withdrew his hand.

She looks naughty, showing the beauty of the little woman at a glance.

Li Juexiu laughed, and those phoenix eyes were finally no longer cold and indifferent.

He raised his hand and tapped Hui Yingzi's forehead: "Naughty."

Hui Yingzi was giggling, she ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with relish.

Li Juexiu was fascinated.

Suddenly someone grabbed the palm of his hand, and Hui Yingzi said, "Take me out to play, okay?"

The memory goes back in an instant.

It was the second day after finishing a small task last night. Shen Sujin took Li Juexiu's arm, and she smiled gently: "Ah Xiu, you must take me out to have a good time when you get back, okay? ?”

The fragmented tape brought him back to reality.

Li Juexiu responded softly: "Okay."

When going out, Hui Yingzi specifically told the servant that no one should say what happened today.

After all, no one in Hui's family wants to offend the benefactor with a high salary.

They went shopping and went to the movies.

Like countless couples, Hui Yingzi couldn't stop leading Li Juexiu.

No matter what she said, Li Juexiu would respond.

Only Li Juexiu refused when it was time to make a Ferris wheel.

He didn't say why, and Hui Yingzi didn't ask.

She just lost her memory, and after recovering from that period of unsteady emotions, she was very rational.

He is also very knowledgeable and knows when to move forward and when to retreat.

Sunshine climbed along the foot of the mountain, and Li Juexiu sent Hui Yingzi home.

The lights in the living room were on, and Hui Yingzi was a little startled.

Sure enough, Liu Fenglan came back early.

She clenched her lower lip and said goodbye to Li Juexiu at the door.

Hugs in cold weather are the most coveted.

Huiyingzi refused to let go until the sound of footsteps came from behind him.

She looked up slightly.

The snow had shrunk, and splinters of white flowers occasionally fell on her hair.

She smiled: "Today is the happiest day I've ever lived. Remember to miss me when you go back, okay?"

Hui Yingzi held Li Juexiu's hand, this was the first time, the two held hands naturally and Li Juexiu did not resist.

He also laughed: "I guess don't think of a little fool."

The footsteps were getting closer, and Hui Yingzi distanced himself from Li Juexiu.

"Okay, I have to go in, you go!"

The sound of the door and the car came out almost at the same time.

Liu Fenglan opened the door to face Huiyingzi's smiling face.

"Huihui, you don't tell the family where you went, do you know how anxious your mother is?"

Liu Fenglan grabbed Hui Yingzi's hand, which was strangely warm.

She frowned and didn't think about it: "Don't answer the phone call, just go out on your own and don't know if you are sick? You are going to piss your mother off."

Hui Yingzi put her hands on Liu Fenglan's shoulders and pushed her into the house: "I know, Mom, it won't happen now."

"Besides, I'm going to see Shuhe. She said that there is a new comic exhibition and she wants me to go see it together."

Fortunately, it was recorded in some fragments that Liu Fenglan showed her before, that she used to like to play cosplay occasionally.

Just casually said that Liu Fenglan believed it.

She held Huiyingzi's hand instead: "Huihui, you mean, do you remember the comic exhibition?"

Huiyingzi sat on the sofa and picked up a washed apple on the table: "No, isn't Shuhe helping me remember it? I also feel a little bit impressed, but it's really hard to remember."

"Okay, it's good to have an impression, don't be in a hurry, Huihui, take your time, we are not in a hurry."

See, amnesiacs lie a lot easier than normal people, they won't know which of her statements are true and which are not.