The little mute's life was stolen, and the wealthy boss comes to spoil him

As soon as Tang Wan stepped off the school bus, she was hugged by Gou Xi who was coming towards her.

Tang Wan felt Gou Xi's embrace. Without any resistance, she was hugged by her and pressed hard against her. Then she heard her say: "Tangtang, you are finally back. I miss you so much!"

Lu Ze took another step slower and looked at his aunt being hugged. He snorted coldly and was very dissatisfied.

Damn it!

Why does Gou Xi seem to be living in his own home?

I have to compete with myself every time for my aunt!

Lu Ze could only move his body, walked to Fu Wenzhi, and asked in a low voice what happened in the high school today.

Of course, the most important thing is to know if anyone has looked down on my aunt!

Fu Wenzhi thought for a while and said a name.

"Ji Huxiao."

Lu Ze couldn't find this name in the corner of his memory, and was a little confused: "Who is it?"

A young master like Lu Ze would not think of a branch of the Ji family. The only one he could think of was Ji Helin.

As for Ji Huxiao, who is that?

Don't know him at all.

However, Lu Ze still wrote down the name and planned to ask his family when he returned home.

If you don’t know it, others should know it, right?

After Lu Ze knew the name, he stood aside without saying anything else. Tang Wan also hugged Gou Xi and put the approval proposal they received on the big screen.

The most obvious thing is that the elementary school only accounts for 12% of the quota.

Everyone looked at the name above with some disbelief.

"This, this is the first time, we only need three people in the elementary school!"

"Wow wow wow, there are twenty-two people in the junior high school this time!"

"The young president is so awesome! It turns out that this can be discussed! I thought this was not negotiable. In the past, we always had to predict 80% or 90% of the fortune telling, but this time it's actually the junior high school!"

"Uh-huh, I almost thought I was going. Previously, President Xiong always asked the people behind the crane to go, not caring whether we wanted to or not."

"I heard that this list was put forward by the young president after asking."

"That's great, woo hoo, thank you, little president."

Tang Wan listened to their voices, pulled the hat on his head, and walked away quickly.

Her hat covered her red ears. Although she had heard it many times, she still couldn't accept these straightforward kindnesses calmly.

Tang Wan felt embarrassed every time he heard their voices praising him.

Fu Wenzhi, who was following Tang Wan, saw this and quickened his pace to follow Tang Wan.

Spring is about to pass, and the summer heat is coming quietly. The sun is sending out scorching sunshine, making everything a little lazy, and even people's spirits are gradually becoming less sober.

Lingyun College's air conditioner also started to be turned on around the clock.

The school uniform has completely changed from a long shirt to a short-sleeved one, but the students of Lingyun Elementary School discovered that the president was wearing a long-sleeved school uniform without taking off her coat even in summer.

But none of them were troublesome classmates. They just had some doubts in their hearts, but none of the troublesome classmates came to Tang Wan to ask the reason.

Firstly, they couldn't get to Tang Wan's side at all, and secondly, they always felt that there was a reason for such things.

And the reason for this incident is probably not a good thing, otherwise why would Tang Wan's friends be so concerned about it.

Thinking of this, the students in Lingyun Elementary School just turned a blind eye to this unusual incident.

There was almost no one to stir up trouble.

But there are not that many sensible people, and most students are still naive.

There are not so many smart people, and there are not so many children who are humane and sophisticated.

Naturally, there were also primary school students who couldn't control themselves. They ran up to Tang Wan and asked the cruelest words in the most innocent and lively tone: "Little president, why are you wearing long sleeves? Aren't you hot?"

It happened to be when Tang Wan was going to have lunch.

And the children who ran up to her were only in the same grade as him.

It's just that Tang Wan is from Class A, and this kid is from Class C, so they don't see each other very often.

But this does not prevent children from admiring Tang Wan.

Most of the children are beauty-conscious, and they also have a strong-willed mind.

So with the blessing of Tang Wan being strong and good-looking, almost no one would hate her.

Tang Wan's perception of people was very keen, and she immediately felt that the child in front of her had no ill intentions towards her.

It was only out of curiosity and concern that I came to myself.

However, the partners around Tang Wan felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, fearing that this question would bring back those bad memories in Tang Wan's heart.

The only one who differed in their nervousness was Fu Wenzhi.

He stood quietly beside Tang Wan, without any uneasiness, but his eyes were extraordinarily deep.

Of course he knew that Tang Wan was not such a fragile person, but every time he watched Tang Wan face these things, it always felt like tearing open Tang Wan's scars that were about to heal, and revealing the rotten and unhealed wounds inside. to others.

Some are bloody and some are cruel.

But Tang Wan seemed to feel no pain, explaining to them again and again.

Tang Wan raised the tablet and read on it.

[There are scars and they don’t look good]

But the kid just blinked, looking like a harmless deer with wet eyes.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Wan's sleeve and whispered, "But the scar won't heal if it's covered like this."

"You have to expose it and it will be fine."

Gou Xi, who was standing next to Tang Wan, saw the child's movements and subconsciously wanted to protect Tang Wan.

However, she saw Tang Wan roll up his sleeves without hesitation, revealing the hideous scars on his arms.

The eyes of the child in front of him suddenly turned red, and his voice still had a milky sound that had not faded away. He stretched out his soft hands tremblingly and attached them to the wounds, his voice filled with tears.

"It hurts."

"Huhu, it hurts to fly."

At this moment, the nanny who had been looking for the child finally found his young master in the crowd, rushed over and picked up the child.

She looked at the scar on Tang Wan's arm, her eyes seemed to be burned, and she lowered her head instantly, not daring to look again, and then said to Tang Wan: "Sorry, sorry, my young master is a bit stupid, not intentional. "

As he spoke, he pulled down Tang Wan's sleeves.

However, Tang Wan dodged her movement and shook his head gently.

He took out the fruit candy from his pocket and placed it in the child's hand.

Tang Wan didn't think these scars were shameful.

She felt that the child was right.

Only by letting those unbearable, ugly, and sad pasts bask in the sun can there be healing.

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