The little wild cat and the wealthy white moonlight female partner [wearing a book]

How Ye Ziqi's fight was dealt with later was out of Ye Wenyu's control. When it came to nine o'clock, the two of them left on time.

Jiang Minghuan sat in the co-pilot, looking hesitant to speak.

The heater was turned on in the car, and it was warm, and there was beautiful and soft light music in my ears. Listening to it, I couldn't help but relax.

There was still some way to go home, and the car was quiet, Ye Wenyu took the initiative to break the silence.

"The exam at the end of the month, remember to prepare in advance."

Jiang Minghuan clasped her hands together and turned her head away. Half of a woman's delicate profile was reflected on the car window.

"Got it! You just wait to hear my good news."

There is still a week of review time. Although the papers are difficult, she is not worried.

Such a confident tone made Ye Wenyu smile, she thought for a while, tapped her index finger on the steering wheel, and solemnly made a promise,

"If you enter the first class, I can give you a gift."

Hearing this, Jiang Minghuan's eyes lit up immediately, and her expression became excited.

"what gift?"

Ye Wenyu raised her eyebrows and didn't answer the question immediately. After a long time, she parted her red lips and uttered two words,

"secret--"

As soon as Jiang Minghuan heard that there was a gift, Jiang Minghuan even became more motivated to study.

In the following week, almost all of her time was spent on making papers.

When Qin Xinyu and Yu Xixi learned that she was going to take the placement test for the science department next week, they were so surprised that they couldn't even keep their mouths shut.

Although both of them agreed in the bottom of their hearts that it was impossible for a liberal arts student to enter the first class of science, they still encouraged Jiang Minghuan in terms of language.

During class break, Jiang Minghuan opened another set of math papers. Qin Xinyu sat next to her, watched her scribbling on the draft paper, and opened her mouth.

"I didn't expect that you are from the Ye family."

"No wonder my cousin favored you so much before..."

"Hey, these days, my cousin doesn't even have a niece to kiss..."

"By the way, are you living with your cousin now?"

"I heard from my father that those people in the Ye family don't have many good things..."

"... "

Jiang Minghuan held the pen, and although her eyes were fixed on the test paper, her mind was completely confused.

Qin Xinyu propped her chin and said a lot, but what she really listened to was only two words——

favoritism.

Has Ye Wenyu ever favored herself?

She wanted to ask, but she didn't have the nerve to ask, but she couldn't concentrate anymore.

The problem-solving steps on the draft paper forgot where to count, Qin Xinyu poked with a ruler and clicked on the last step,

"Miscalculated here..."

"This root number is gone..."

After all, he is a person who fell out of the first class of liberal arts. Qin Xinyu's mathematics is still good, and with a few simple glances, he found a careless mistake.

Jiang Minghuan was absent-minded, stroked with a pen, and started counting from the first step again.

Seeing this, Qin Xinyu returned to her seat without disturbing her.

This is strange to say, since the identity of Miss Ye was restored, Jiang Minghuan and Ye Ziqi's encounter frequency has become much higher for no reason.

You can meet them when you do morning exercises, you can meet them after school, and you can even meet her when she is thirsty to buy a bottle of water.

No, in the back alley of the canteen, Ye Ziqi was surrounded by several boys. It seemed that he was obviously at a disadvantage.

Holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, Jiang Minghuan stood at the entrance of the alley, hesitating whether to go or not.

It was still class time, and there were almost no students around the third floor of the high school. She sneaked out at Qin Xinyu's instigation when she was tired from doing the problems.

This also means that apart from her and the boys in the alley, there is no one else here.

In the gap between the entanglements, one of the boys raised his fist and slammed it at Ye Ziqi.

The brain has not reacted yet, but the body has already reacted.

The water in his hand was thrown out at some point, and landed on the boy's fist exactly.

Everyone's eyes turned to the alley in an instant.

Ye Ziqi was stunned. Isn't this thin girl the one who was brought back to Ye's house by Ye Wenyu a few nights ago—her sister in name?

***

In the meeting room of the Ye Group, Ye Wenyu sat at the desk, listening to the reports of the managers of various departments.

The mobile phone has long been turned off and is quietly placed on the table.

Song Yue came in quietly, leaned into her ear and said something, and then the meeting was forced to abort.

It wasn't until everyone left that Ye Wenyu got up with a gloomy face,

"Tell me again, what happened to her at school?"

Song Yue held a stack of documents in her arms, with a troubled expression on her face,

"The teacher said, miss, miss... There was a fight at school, let you go and deal with it..."

fight?

Ye Wenyu's face became more and more unhappy, she picked up the key and drove directly to the school without saying a word.

In the office of the administrative building, Jiang Minghuan and Ye Ziqi stood on one side, and the other three boys stood on the other side, and all of them had different degrees of color on their faces.

The atmosphere was very serious, and the dean stood in front of several people with an angry expression on his face, but he didn't say anything.

These few are all famous figures in the family, and they are not something that the school can afford.

Jiang Minghuan curled her lips and didn't care too much. She was okay and didn't suffer any injuries. It was just that she used too much force when she beat someone, and the back of her hand became red and swollen.

Ye Ziqi was unlucky, the old wounds from the past few days hadn't healed yet, and new wounds were added, half of his face was swollen and half blue; the other boys were more seriously injured, and there was hardly any good skin on their faces. , all purple.

When Ye Wenyu arrived, she saw exactly this scene.

Girls look fine, as for boys, it's much worse.

Jiang Minghuan and Ye Ziqi did not expect that Ye Wenyu would be the first to arrive. Fighting with classmates is not a good thing after all. Both of them lowered their heads together, not daring to look at the angry woman.

Soon, Ye Wenlin and the parents of several other boys also came.

Adolescent boys fight and fight, the reason is simple, it is nothing more than for the girl with heart.

Only then did Ye Wenlin realize that not only did her son fight at school, but he already had a girl he liked.

By the time the matter was settled, it was already noon.

Ye Wenyu frowned the whole time, until everyone left the office, she walked up to the girl with a dark face,

"If you are successful, you can fight with boys."

Jiang Minghuan didn't speak, but bit her lip, and raised her head after a long time, her tone was a bit stubborn,

"They beat Ye Ziqi one by one, I saw them all, so I can't ignore it..."

Several people have honestly explained the cause and effect of this incident. Ye Wenyu also knew that she was telling the truth, but she was still a little scared.

If something happened to Jiang Minghuan, she couldn't imagine how she would blame herself.

"Aren't you going to call the teacher first?!"

The woman's voice was still as cold as ice, but the concern hidden in it was real.

After all, Ye Wenyu still felt that she was too impulsive and disapproved of her way of handling things.

"When I called the teacher over, they would have already left..."

The girl explained in a low voice with an aggrieved expression on her face. If it wasn't for Ye Ziqi being a good person in the future, she wouldn't meddle in other people's business.

The air suddenly became quiet, and both men tried to convince each other.

Ye Wenyu's face was heavy, her lips moved, and she was about to say something more, when the girl in front of her suddenly stretched out a small red and swollen hand towards her,

"Ye Wenyu, my hand hurts."

The author has something to say: Is it because of the postgraduate entrance examination that it is so cold today? Σ(°△°|||)︴