The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

"She wanted my contact information, but I refused and gave her 100 yuan."

"That girl is a bit stupid. What can I do with her contact information? Why don't you just give me cash?"

Feng Chuyue: "... well done!"

Really talented.

Don't want any girls who deliver it to your door.

"How old is Ah Xiang?" Feng Chuyue was suddenly a little curious.

Rong Henian glanced at Ah Xiang.

Ah Xiang said by himself: "It's about the same age as the young master."

"Have you never talked about a girlfriend?" Feng Chuyue was just curious.

Ah Xiang was a little embarrassed by Feng Chuyue's question, his ears turned red: "No, no."

"Then you can try to get in touch with girls. If your young master doesn't want to fall in love, you don't want to."

Ah Xiang remained silent, his face flushed red.

Feng Chuyue still thought it was quite funny, looking at a serious man, who knew he was so shy?

She had just been sent home, and the next second she received a message to add a friend to her phone.

A very unusual profile picture popped out of the Penguin, and Feng Chuyue had no idea who it was.

She refused outright.

Another window popped up over there, and a message came by the way: I am Xu Zixuan, add me as a friend.

Xu Zixuan?

The name sounds a little familiar.

Feng Chuyue passed the name on the tip of her tongue, and then remembered, isn't this the one that asked for Ah Xiang's contact information before?

She slowly passed the other party's friend application.

The application was approved, and she did not speak to the other party.

On the other hand, the information quickly jumped out.

(Zi Xuan: Feng Chuyue, you know Ah Xiang, right?)

(Zi Xuan: Can you give me A Xiang's penguin number?)

(Zixuan: Don't worry, I won't spread your photos around, and the photos have been deleted. I just want a Penguin number.)

(Zi Xuan: Tell me, why are you ignoring me, ah, do you hate me?)

(Zi Xuan: Is it because I lost your crystal pen when we were in the same kindergarten?)

(Zi Xuan: When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I used correction fluid to erase the name of your fairy tale book and wrote the word "big turtle?")

(...)

Looking at the messages that popped up one after another, Feng Chuyue wanted to kill Xu Zixuan.

She didn't go back until the message was over.

(Feng Chuyue: What do you want his Penguin for?)

Xu Zixuan, who received the reply, was saying to the two sisters, "Look, Feng Chuyue finally got back to me."

Qi Xue looked at her helplessly: "If you send her messages like this, she will have to reply to you."

Lan Xinyi was happy for Xu Zixuan: "Hurry up, hurry up, let her send you a Penguin number now, there is no one we can't miss the man we like."

"However, Feng Chuyue doesn't seem to be as difficult to deal with as it is said in the legend. Didn't he add friends?"

Qi Xue silently pressed her hand beside her.

She seems to have always had Feng Chuyue's Penguin, and she doesn't know when she added it.

(Zi Xuan: Of course I want to know him.)

(Feng Chuyue: Let me ask for you.)

(Feng Chuyue: But before asking, I have to tell you that he is very simple, if you are just joking, it is best not to disturb him.)

(Zixuan: I am also very simple, can I just simply like him? Do you know what is love at first sight? I don’t care about his identity, as long as there is one contact information, I will do the rest myself.)

Feng Chuyue really couldn't hold her back, maybe because she disliked Xu Zixuan's buzzing around like a mosquito, which was too noisy.

She called Rong Henian directly and asked him and Ah Xiang to convey it.

"That's how it is. Today, the purple-haired girl wants to make friends with Ah Xiang. See if Ah Xiang is willing to give her a contact information. If not, forget it."

Of course Feng Chuyue would not force it.

It may also be the first time Rong Henian has encountered such a situation.

However, Ah Xiang is indeed good-looking, plus he looks very secure and upright, it is normal for little girls to be attracted to him.

Therefore, Rong Henian and Ah Xiang relayed Feng Chuyue's words.

Ah Xiang was a little surprised: "Forget it, she's too young."

Rong Henian opened the external release, and Feng Chuyue also heard A Xiang's words.

She chuckled: "Okay, I will convey it to the other party as it is."

Feng Chuyue decisively sent the sentence "You are too young" to Xu Zixuan.

After Xu Zixuan saw it, she became angry from embarrassment: "Where am I so young? I'm 36C!"

Lan Xinyi read out the message, and then laughed.

Qi Xue held back her smile and comforted Xu Zixuan: "I don't think what they mean is that you have small breasts, but that your age is too young for them."

Seeing that Xu Zixuan was angry, Lan Xinyi quickly stopped laughing: "Yes, we are not young, forget it, this man doesn't understand style, let's change to another one."

Feng Chuyue couldn't care about Xu Zixuan's thoughts.

She continued to attend classes in the afternoon, and after the make-up classes were over, Rong Henian got stuck and came home.

Rong Henian's aura is like Zhilan Yushu, a weak and noble son, with a strong sense of presence.

As soon as he appeared, Yang Xu noticed.

After class, he always stayed here for one, two, ten minutes, letting Feng Chuyue see if there was anything he didn't understand in today's class, and he could ask questions.

But now that Ronghe is coming, Feng Chuyue seemed unable to sit still, and hurriedly finished the last link.

"Mr. Yang, my friend is here, let's stop here today."

Yang Xu frowned: "Your homework progress needs to be strengthened. If you want to be admitted to an ideal university, don't just focus on playing every day."

"Why did your friend find you in this special period? Doesn't he know that you are making up lessons?"

Yang Xu actually became dissatisfied with Rong Henian's arrival.

Feng Chuyue found it funny.

"Ms. Yang, my friend is from the Imperial City. He is on a business trip here recently, so he came to stay at my house temporarily. He shouldn't bother me too much to make up lessons, right?"

Yang Xu was taken aback, people from the imperial capital, no wonder the accent is wrong.

"He doesn't look like he has no money. Why doesn't he stay in a hotel and insists on staying at your house?"

Feng Chuyue looked puzzled: "I live in my house, of course because my house is big and I can live there. There is no need for him to stay in a hotel."

"My house has a housekeeper and a servant, isn't it better than a cold hotel?"

Yang Xu seemed to be unable to refute Feng Chuyue's words, so he could only say dryly: "I didn't mean that, I was just worried that he would affect your make-up lessons."

Feng Chuyue rested her chin in her hands, half understanding: "Why did Teacher Yang say that?"

"Because..." Yang Xu couldn't find a better excuse for a while.

The ghost knows why, he just felt a sense of crisis inexplicably.

If there was such an outstanding man, would Feng Chuyue still listen to the class with peace of mind?

To be precise, can he still attract Feng Chuyue's full attention?

Obviously, Yang Xu himself knew that compared to Rong Henian, he was far behind.