City: I became a rich second-generation villain

Compared to a young and beautiful girl like Xu Muyan, Song Zhenyu is actually more attractive to boys his age.

"The place where Mr. Song lives seems to be on the way with me..."

Chu Bai had other thoughts in his mind.

Although it is less than a hundred days away from the college entrance examination, it is impossible to study, and the only way to pass the time is to pick up girls.

He possesses clairvoyance ability, so when the time comes for the exam, he can simply copy and finish the job.

How many points you can score depends on how well the candidates around you study.

According to Chu Bai's estimation, it shouldn't be a big problem for him to go to a key university.

Because of his clairvoyance, he can see very far, with the effect of a "telescope".

Within a few hundred meters, as long as there are candidates in his field of vision, even if they are separated by many walls, they can clearly see the answers on the other party's test paper.

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After self-study next night.

While Chu Bai slowly packed his things, he paid attention to the people who came out of the office door not far away.

After Song Zhenyu came out of the office, Chu Bai left the classroom.

Then, he went to the bicycle parking place on campus and rode his old bicycle.

Counting the time, Chu Bai met Song Zhenyu at the school gate as he wished.

"Teacher Song, what a coincidence." Chu Bai stopped the bicycle, pretending to meet Song Zhenyu by chance.

"Hey, it's Chu Bai. Evening self-study has already left. All the students have left. Why are you still here?" Song Zhenyu smiled.

Almost all the students on campus were gone.

There was no one at the school gate.

That's why Song Zhenyu felt strange.

"Isn't my academic performance very bad? Of course, I have to work harder, so I stayed in the classroom for a while." Chu Bai scratched his head, pretending to be a good student studying hard.

"Your academic performance has improved rapidly. If you work hard, you will definitely be admitted to your ideal university during the college entrance examination." Song Zhenyu encouraged.

"Thank you, Teacher Song." Chu Bai smiled, and then changed the subject:

"Mr. Song, you walk, shall I see you off?"

Song Zhenyu lived not far from the school.

After her evening self-study, she usually walks back by herself.

Chu Bai had noticed this a long time ago.

"Ah, this..." Song Zhenyu didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Mr. Song, it's past ten o'clock in the evening. You look so beautiful. It's dangerous to go back alone. From now on, after self-study every evening, let me see you off. Anyway, I will drop by."

Chu Bai was a little excited, he quickly wiped the back seat of the bicycle, and urged:

"Come!"

And right now.

A Cullinan pulls up nearby.

The car door opened, and Wang Haoran walked out.

Chapter 17 Isn't it even forbidden to drink tea?

"Ms. Song, you finally came out. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's go." Wang Haoran said.

"Teacher Song, you are..." Chu Bai was a little confused.

"Wang Haoran agreed with me earlier that he would send me back today, I'm sorry." Song Zhenyu was a little embarrassed.

After her self-study next night, she can actually leave.

The reason for the delay for so long is entirely to avoid suspicion.

After all, let Wang Haoran send him back, and let other students see that the influence is not good.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Song Zhenyu said to Wang Haoran apologetically.

"It's only about 10 minutes, it doesn't matter." Wang Haoran shrugged indifferently.

It must be boring if you wait.

But Wang Haoran was not idle just now, during the waiting time, he specially sent Wen Jing home, warming her once.

After all, in Wen Jing's state, riding a bicycle is really inconvenient.

Although in Wang Haoran's view, Wen Jing is just an underground girlfriend, even a pawn.

But if it can be taken into consideration, Wang Haoran will still take it into consideration.

Anyway, idle is idle.

Of course, on the way, Wang Haoran's hands were not idle, and he was satisfied.

"Teacher Song, please."

Wang Haoran helped Song Zhenyu open the car door very gentlemanly.

"Do you want to take this car?" Song Zhenyu was stunned.

Although she doesn't know much about cars, Rolls-Royce Cullinan still knows.

To be honest, Song Zhenyu is so big that she has never even sat in a Mercedes-Benz or BMW, let alone Cullinan.

It made her dazed.

"That's right, I take this bus to and from school. If the teacher thinks it's too boring, then I'll walk you?" Wang Haoran joked.

If you walk, you spend more time with each other, the better.

"Why don't you take the car." Song Zhenyu immediately vetoed it.

Why walk when you have a car?