Evil Hero

"Damn you, it's all your fault. I'm going to be late after a night of tossing and turning. What should I do?" The next morning, Xia Yu looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and couldn't help but stamp her feet and cry out.

Zhang Yang let go of his hands that were holding her slender waist, and in the blink of an eye he was dressed neatly, pulling Xia Yu's little hand and running out the door, saying as he walked: "Don't worry, your husband will drive you and make sure you won't be late."

Xia Yu had been in school for more than ten days. When Zhang Yang didn't come back, she insisted on taking the bus to school. Zhang Bin arranged two people to protect her secretly, and there was another car to take her to and from school, but Xia Yu had never done it.

In her mind, she always felt that these things were not hers, so far away from her, so far away.

But now Zhang Yang is back, after the two people's water r blending last night, Xia Yu has now removed the knot in her heart. She was just shy and slightly angry when Zhang Yang called her husband and wife in front of her, but she was very happy in her heart. So when she heard that Zhang Yang was going to drive her to school, how could she refuse except for being happy?

There were not many vehicles on the road in the morning. In addition, Zhang Yang's villa and Xia Yu's school were both in Dongcheng New District, one in the south and the other in the north. Zhang Yang drove the car at a speed of 170 to 180 km/h on the outer ring road. Before the superior performance of the Porsche was fully utilized, he arrived at the gate of Xia Yu's school. Not only was he not late, but he was also seven or eight minutes early.

Originally, he thought that he should be the only one to send his wife to school, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yang would see a scene that he had never seen when he was in college at the school gate.

In front of the wide retractable door of the Art Academy, dozens of cars followed one after another. With the sound of banging doors, beautiful girls got out of the cars one by one, looked at each other's cars, some were timid and some were arrogant, and they twisted their slender waists and walked into the gate.

Damn, this place has become a famous car exhibition. You don't even have the face to come here in a Peugeot. Didn't you see that the girl just got off the car and hurried into the school gate. Didn't she even have the courage to look at the classmates around her? It's not that she looks so bad, but the car that sent her here is a Dongfeng Nissan, and it's a fucking hatchback. Looking at this sister's attitude, the brother will suffer when he goes back tonight.

The grand and beautiful Porsche stopped at the school gate. The pure and beautiful Xia Yu got out of the car, smiled at Zhang Yang, waved her little hand, turned around and walked into the school gate, immediately attracting countless envious eyes around her. After all, things worth hundreds of thousands of yuan are not everywhere in Jihai, and it is even rarer when they appear in front of the Art Academy.

Watching Xia Yu disappear in his sight, Zhang Yang turned around and prepared to get in the car. A burst of fragrance came into his nose with the wind. It was the smell of steamed buns. Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that because he got up late, he and Xia Yu didn't have breakfast.

Alas, it won't work if my dear Xiaoyu is hungry. Zhang Yang turned his head and looked in the direction of the fragrance. Across the street, diagonally opposite the school gate, a bun shop was steaming hot air. The fragrance was drifting with the wind along with the hot air.

Zhang Yang crossed the street in two or three steps, told the boss to buy a few buns, and took out his mobile phone to dial Xia Yu's number. After the call was connected, Xia Yu's low voice came from the other end: "I'm in class, you haven't left yet?"

"Xiaoyu, my wife, I suddenly remembered that you haven't had breakfast yet, so I bought breakfast as quickly as possible. Where is your classroom? I will personally deliver it to you."

Although the voice on the phone was very low, Zhang Yang could still hear the excitement and surprise of the little girl: "No, I'm not hungry at all. Besides, you can't get in, so you should eat it yourself."

"That won't work. You worked hard all night last night. How can I let my Xiaoyu go hungry? Or you can come out and get it?" While talking on the phone, he walked to the gate, and the security guard at the gate really stopped Zhang Yang. "Sir, please show me your ID."

"Uh... I don't have one." Zhang Yang was speechless. Do I really not want to be a student? Can't I get up early and forget to bring my ID? "My girlfriend is a freshman here. Her name is Xia Yu. I'm here to bring her breakfast."

In fact, the security guard saw Zhang Yang when he parked his car on the side of the road. It's hard not to attract attention with such a powerful car. It's no wonder that the security guard has a pair of sharp eyes.

The security guard spoke politely, but he just didn't let me in.

"Hey, are you bringing breakfast to Xia Yu? If possible, I can give it to her for you." A beautiful voice like the first cry of an oriole came from behind Zhang Yang, and then a curvy and exquisite body appeared on Zhang Yang's left, "I'm Xia Yu's teacher. I just heard that you were bringing breakfast to Xia Yu, right?"

Xia Yu's teacher? Then there is nothing strange about it. No wonder she has such a good figure, with a protruding front and a curved back. The black long skirt can't hide her hot figure at all. On her crystal white face, a pair of big eyes that can speak are smiling. Without waiting for Zhang Yang to agree, a slender jade hand has already stretched out in front of Zhang Yang, and plum blossoms are blooming on the carefully decorated nails.

"Oh, okay, then thank you so much." Zhang Yang hurriedly handed the breakfast he bought to the beautiful palm. "You're welcome, it's just a small favor. Goodbye..."

As she said, the beauty turned around, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and she floated away like a fairy without dust.

Wow, art schools are different, the teachers are so pretty? This is much better than the school I went to back then. In my class at that time, most of the male teachers wore glasses as thick as tiles, and the few female teachers sang like dinosaurs. Damn, I should have gone to art school if I had known earlier.

(The appearance of the characters is intentional, these are all foreshadowings laid by the author for the future writing line. In fact, if the reader is attentive, he should have discovered that the author has laid a lot of foreshadowing in the previous chapters. The first thirty chapters are actually the foreshadowing of this book, laying a solid foundation for the wonderful chapters in the future. —— Qingkong pays homage.)

With infinite reverie, Zhang Yang drove away from school. He did not go home directly, but went directly to the trading company where he used to work. Xu Group collapsed, I wonder if Xu Manshi's subsidiary is still there? He wants to find Xu Manshi to ask clearly whether Xu's bankruptcy was caused by his shaking Huang San Shaoye. If that's the case, he can't just stand by and watch.

Arriving at the door of the company, Zhang Yang felt a little relieved when he saw the golden signboard of "Mante Trading" still standing in the sun.

Walking into the company, he ran into two former colleagues. Seeing Zhang Yang coming in, they looked at him strangely, wondering why he came back today after resigning a long time ago? After a simple greeting, Zhang Yang asked, "Is Ms. Xu here? I have something to ask her."

One colleague hesitated to speak, and the other looked at Zhang Yang, sighed, pointed to the office and said in a low voice, "Maybe, you can still call Ms. Xu like this today, but... it's hard to say tomorrow." Then, he lowered his head and hurried out.

This book was first published on Kanshuwang