The wealthy family is also pretending to be poor for each other today

Every word He Ting said was for Ye Ning's sake.

Ye Yunzhou in the car couldn't help but sigh secretly. Ating really held his own sister at the top of his heart. He even predicted that Su Han might go to her and warned her in advance.

But Ye Suhan couldn't help but shed tears, and she choked up in an instant.

"Obviously I liked you first, brother He Ting..."

She looked at He Ting with blurry eyes and said in pain as if the most important thing had been taken away from her, "Why are you so heartless to me? You don't even give me the slightest chance..."

Good guy.

Hearing her name that she probably came up with because she lost her wits, Ye Yunzhou couldn't help but raise his forehead again, feeling a bit like a Mary Sue.

But He Ting was too lazy to say anything more and opened the car door again to get in.

"No! I don't want you to leave! Brother He Ting!"

Ye Suhan actually ran up and wanted to hug He Ting's waist. She knew she couldn't keep him, but even if she could snuggle up to him, it would be nice!

When He Ting noticed it, his eyes couldn't help but be filled with disgust. He turned around and blocked her with his arm to push her away. He said in a stern voice, "Miss Ye, please respect yourself!"

"what!"

Ye Suhan fell directly to the ground, feeling chilled by the coldness in his eyes.

Involuntarily, her fingers tightened on the skirt on the ground.

And Ye Yunzhou couldn't help but raise his forehead again. Fortunately, the Chenxi Pavilion would not receive other guests today, otherwise it would be a lively spectacle in front of a large audience...

The Ye family also needs face!

"Walk."

He Ting couldn't help but get in the car and close the door. He frowned and uttered just one word.

Ye Yunzhou noticed something was wrong with his expression, so he hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and drove out and asked, "What's wrong with you, Ating?"

He Ting lowered his head.

His hand was currently on his waist, and when he took it away, there was blood.

The black shirt was wet and slightly reflective, looking like a sinful black poppy.

"Damn it! You can't use so much force!"

Ye Yunzhou immediately realized that he must have pushed Su Han away with too much force and accidentally opened the wound! ! !

So, he stepped on the accelerator decisively, "Damn it! I'm a dog!"

*

In a place like the capital, news always has wings.

Although Mrs. He had already very solemnly asked the guests present, hoping that they would not spread the news about today's events, so as not to have a bad impact on Ye Suhan in the outside world.

but--

"Ye Ning Ye Ning!"

Shao Yurong likes to visit school forums and never takes a lunch break.

She stood up and walked quickly to Ye Ning, who was busy writing updates on her mobile phone, and directly showed her the page on her mobile phone, "That senior Ye Suhan seems to have confessed to the only son of the He family, who is also from the fourth family, and then was rejected. Woolen cloth!"

Ye Ning couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Is it?"

She casually smiled and glanced at the forum page, and found that it was an anonymous post, talking about all kinds of interesting things, including details such as 'I actually wanted to throw myself into Mr. He's arms but was severely pushed away'. Very detailed description.

It's comparable to reading a novel.

This shows that the poster was present at the scene.

"I never expected that such a pure and beautiful girl would have such embarrassing moments."

Shao Yurong shook his head and sighed.

At this time, Liang Zhixia, who was lying on the bed with her legs crossed, snorted coldly, "Pretentious."

Ye Ning couldn't help but smile, "You seem to have a strong opinion of her."

"Just telling the truth."

Liang Zhixia's voice was always hard, and there wasn't much emotion in it, but her dislike for Ye Suhan was clearly visible.

However, everyone has secrets.

But Ye Ning subconsciously remembered the dream she had had before. In the dream, Liang Zhixia was lying on the ground covered with scars and was thrown by countless stones...

In the afternoon there is a sight-singing and ear-training class.

"Today we are going to listen to a few more sets of intervals. I will ask random questions, but students, don't be nervous. It doesn't matter even if you can't answer the answer. You should feel confident and bold."

Although the sight-singing teacher has a very capable-sounding name, Han Songmei, she is actually a kind-looking woman who will retire in another year.

Moreover, she was never angry with students who were late for class, she just smiled and told them to be more careful next time.

The students like her very much.

Therefore, everyone in her class will respond positively.

'Ding dong'!

Han Songmei stood sideways by the piano and pressed two keys at random, then looked around the classroom with a smile, "Is there anyone who volunteers?"

A boy from the music class stood up and answered.

"Very good, the answer is correct."

Han Songmei nodded approvingly, then played another set and continued to smile.

Another girl from the music class stood up and answered.

"Perfect."

Han Songmei nodded and pressed her hand to signal her to sit down, and then asked, "The students in our acting class are not very active today. Are they feeling sleepy again after not sleeping well during lunch break?"

Then he directly called his name and said, "Classmate Ye Ning, come on, let's cheer everyone up."

After saying that, he immediately improvised a string of melodies.

Ye Ning: "..."

For others, it is a set of intervals for ear training, but for her, it is a shorthand of a melody!

Even sight-singing (singing by sight) is omitted!

However, this small case was like playing house to Ye Ning. She sang the melody just now in simplified notation without even hesitating.

"Wow~"

Han Songmei smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed, "Awesome! Everyone applauds!"

Everyone immediately started clapping.

And after being treated in this way, some students' sleepiness was indeed driven away, and their eyes became brighter.

"Then let's continue."

Han Songmei returned to Yincheng again, and finally her eyes fell on Liu Zhaoyu, "It's just you, Qi Liuhai's classmate!"

'Swish'!

Liu Zhaoyu stood up instantly like a spring, nervousness visible to the naked eye.

Han Songmei smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you remember it again."

With that said, he played it again.

"Yes……"

Liu Zhaoyu's sight-singing and ear-training scores were not high when he took the art exam, and he even failed. Listening to these two notes now, he felt like rain, fog, and wind, and he was completely unsure.

It can't be said.

After all, she has a weak sense of pitch and cannot distinguish subtle differences in pitch.

No one in the class sneered.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Zhaoyu's face turned as red as blood, biting her lips and lowering her head in embarrassment.

"It's 7, rising to 2, it's a little difficult, right?"

Han Songmei smiled and helped her out, "It's okay. As long as you practice more, you will be able to distinguish it very accurately. You can stay for a while after class, and I will help you catch up on the basics."

"Thank you, Teacher Han."

Liu Zhaoyu couldn't help but burst into tears, feeling warmth again after a long absence.

However, Shao Yurong, who was not sitting with her, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and whispered to Ye Ning, "This is going to be a disaster..."