Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 117 The Campus Goddess Never Collapses

Ji Feiyang dropped a contract, "Xie Yun, I won't mess with you, don't regret it!"

The secretary followed the boss's footsteps with a poignant smile, and looked strangely at the young man in the shadow at the corner.

There is an unread message on Muxuan's mobile phone, which was sent by Ye Yumo: I want to see you, Xiaoqian.

Mu Xuan didn't pay attention, and passed the young man at the corner without any emotion, without giving another extra look.

She won't bother to take care of unimportant people. She taught him a lesson last time, and if she dares to hurt Xie Yunhao again, she will obliterate this unknown mistake.

The young man couldn't wait for the other party's reply, and finally glanced at the closed door of Xie's house, and laughed at himself: "It's so cruel."

The gentle and handsome face suppressed the madness. He came back to this life, but he couldn't get her attention after all kinds of calculations. In the previous life, he was with her in the shopping mall as a cousin. It's too early now, but he thinks it's too late .

There is only one last chance left to contact her, and the Jiang family's company will soon fall into a broken capital chain...

Ji Feiyang's appearance didn't seem to change anything. To Xie Yun, this man was already an irrelevant stranger.

But her hands were still trembling uncontrollably, Xie Yun tried her best to adjust her emotions, and met Mu Xuan's worried eyes, "Little Grass, let's do your homework, Aunt Yun bought watermelon and put it in the well water to freeze, later Cut it up and eat it."

Xie Yunhao has been silent since Ji Feiyang appeared, with his eyelids downcast, unable to read a single word of the information book in his hand.

He asked his father once when he was a child, and Xie Yun had tears in his eyes. Xie Yunhao knew how hard it was for his mother, and he never mentioned his father after he became sensible.

Now that this person has appeared, he would rather Ji Feiyang not appear.

Ji Feiyang, Ji Jinzhi's father, the chairman of a well-known listed company, has a lot of money, and has owed Xie Yun for many years, and now he is shamelessly asking him to recognize his ancestors.

The ballpoint pen draws an irregular line in the blank space. Under the silent surface is the ups and downs of emotions, the love for the mother, the disgust for the hypocritical and superior man, and the insurmountable gap between him and the girl...

Xie Yunhao was suddenly a little confused. In his grassy life, there appeared such an amazing person. Since then, every day has been a warm sun, and the stars are shining brightly. He wanted to climb the noble and delicate roses in the garden, but found himself like dust Mud-like lowliness.

Such a gap made him greedy and at the same time inferiority complex.

How to Keep an Out of Reach Rose…

"What are you thinking about?" Mu Xuan approached him and asked him, the young man quickly put away the leaking gloom, showing a pure smile that was never going to stop him, and replied: "I'm thinking about a problem, but I can't solve it."

The boy's cold and hard edges softened, and he asked intently: "Can you teach me, little grass?"

When Xie Yun came in with a fruit plate, she saw this scene. The girl was thinking seriously and patiently teaching the boy the questions. The two were immersed in their studies. The picture was very eye-catching.

"Little Grass, Yun Hao, eat a piece of watermelon." Xie Yun put down the fruit plate and carefully observed his son's expression. Xie Yunhao once joked that one day that irresponsible man came to the door, and she just had to drive him away. , The mother and son will pretend that there is no such person.

Xie Yun is still worried that her son will feel sad. Jiang Li is his only friend. It would be great if Jiang Li was a child of her family. The little girl is very sensible, cute and lively, which complements her son's personality.

Mu Xuan took a bite of the watermelon, and the sweet juice slipped down her throat and into her stomach. The cold sweetness is just exclusive to summer, and it dispelled the sweltering heat all at once.

(End of this chapter)