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

Blocked?

Ye Wenyu sat at the desk, looked down at her mobile phone, her eyes were full of surprise.

After Song Yue conveyed Jiang Minghuan's words to her, she immediately called, but she didn't expect that the other party actually blocked her number.

The computer screen was still on, and there were still a lot of files in the mailbox that she hadn't read. She sighed, and for a while, she couldn't think of any way to coax her little niece back to normal.

Jiang Minghuan was losing his temper.

Ye Wenyu is so smart, how could she fail to guess why she is angry?

It's nothing more than anger that I didn't send her off.

After the two broke up at home that day, Ye Wenyu thought a lot. Just as Jiang Minghuan said, she couldn't just force Jiang Minghuan to be with her forever just to let herself fulfill her so-called elder duties. life under the wings of

It's so selfish to do so.

Before this, she had never considered a question, her little niece still liked her, if she lived with her all the time, how could she get rid of this liking that shouldn't appear?

Since you don't love, don't give each other unnecessary hopes.

After thinking about it, Ye Wenyu went to the train station that day and watched Jiang Minghuan get on the train with her own eyes, but she didn't show up.

So in Jiang Minghuan's eyes, she became that indifferent person.

Even now the phone is blocked.

Opened WeChat, found the column marked "Jiang", tentatively sent a period, and as expected, only a red exclamation mark was received.

Ye Wenyu lived two lifetimes, and it was the first time in her life that she saw the legendary red exclamation mark.

She looked at the bright red, feeling a little delicate.

Thinking about it, her little niece was really angry this time.

Song Yue stood in front of the desk, peeking at her boss's expression from time to time, seeing the other's delicate long brows furrowed tightly, her heart also felt uneasy.

After holding back for a long time, she still couldn't hold back, and opened her mouth curiously,

"Boss Ye, did Miss really block you?"

Ye Wenyu put down the phone, moved her lips, and nodded after a long time.

"…Um."

Song Yue thought she heard it wrong, and the expression on her face changed again and again. She couldn't believe it, but that little ancestor actually blocked Ye Wenyu.

Before the surprise on her face faded away, a cold female voice sounded in her ears again, with a slight distress in her tone, it was a voice she had never heard before.

"...WeChat has also been blocked."

This time, Song Yue was completely stuck in place, her lips opened and closed again, and she didn't utter a word for a long time.

After all, it's a family matter, and you can't always rely on the assistant to solve it. Ye Wenyu reached out and pressed the center of her eyebrows, with a tired look on her face,

"Forget it, you go out."

"I'll take care of this myself."

***

The campus of CUHK is a lively scene.

With her schoolbag on her back, Jiang Minghuan walked around the school for half a circle, and finally found the booth of the Student Union of the School of Finance.

After receiving the brochures and military training uniforms, it took almost half an hour.

She was good-looking, and she was the most conspicuous among all the reported freshmen. Although the clothes on her body were ordinary, she still had a youthful air.

Before she could take half a step after the report, the seniors and sisters from several booths surrounded her and asked her enthusiastically if she wanted to join the student union.

Several people made an introduction, and after you sang, I came on stage. Jiang Ming listened with joy, and only grasped the point at the end——

Entering the student union can give you extra points when competing for scholarships.

Who doesn't like money, let alone she has no source of income now.

Unknowingly, a bunch of small advertisements from various departments were stuffed into her hand. She flipped through and found that they were all about the same. Got to the booth.

Everyone is sitting upright, looking like they are working hard.

Jiang Minghuan was stunned for a moment, with some doubts on his face. When he turned around, he realized that a young girl with fluttering long hair was walking this way in a formal dress.

These students seem to be afraid of her.

The girl was very beautiful, with a tall figure and a mature temperament. The silver studs on the earlobe shone slightly under the sunlight, just as dazzling as herself.

From the moment she appeared, the eyes of the people around her immediately focused on her direction.

Jiang Minghuan pinched the stack of leaflets, and could even hear the exclamation of some new students.

The girl got closer and closer, and the black high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, making a "da da da" sound, and after a while, they came to her.

"Jiang Minghuan——I know you."

"It must be very good to be able to join Professor Guo's team."

Without thinking, the girl called out her name, and when she spoke, there was a slight mockery in her eyes.

Jiang Minghuan frowned, took two steps back, pursed her lips, and spoke softly after a long time,

"who are you?"

Thinking about it, she didn't know that her name had already spread among the students in the academy.

The girl didn't speak, but the ministers behind ran out again,

"This is Miss Su Qu, a junior, the president of our current student union!"

Student Council President?very impressive?

Jiang Minghuan raised her eyebrows, seeing the envious and flattering looks in these people's eyes, and the pride and complacency on Su Qu's face, she felt a little disdainful.

She didn't like Su Qu's superior attitude.

You don't need to enter the student union to feel the bureaucratic atmosphere inside.

Unwilling to talk to this inexplicable senior, she hugged the clothes in her arms and was about to leave, but before she could turn around, the leaflet she was holding was suddenly taken away by the other party.

Su Qu looked at the school girl in front of him, and a trace of disgust inevitably flashed in his eyes.

Flipping through the leaflets in her hand, she finally took out one and stuffed it into the girl's hand. She spoke in a natural tone without considering the other party's thoughts at all.

"In two days, come to the etiquette department for an interview."

When Jiang Minghuan heard this, she was even more confused, her brows were frowned tightly, and her face was slightly displeased.

What's wrong with this student council president?

Why do you think everyone will listen to her?

"Sorry, I didn't plan to join your student union."

Jiang Minghuan returned the paper in his hand with a cold and firm tone.

Before Su Qu came, she really thought about joining the student union for a scholarship.

But now that the other party keeps making sarcasm and sarcasm, she can't bear it.

First, he satirized her for joining Professor Guo's team, and then asked her to go to the Etiquette Department for an interview. It was clear what she meant.

The Etiquette Department, a part that can only be entered by face and figure.

Isn't Su Qu just saying that she only has a good-looking face, even if she enters the student union, she is only worthy of being a vase for display.

As if he didn't expect that he would be rejected, Su Qu's face suddenly became ugly.

Everyone knows how difficult it is to get into the student union of CUHK, but this Jiang Minghuan is lucky to say that he never thought about getting in.

With so many freshmen onlookers, it was like slapping the student union in the face in public.

The atmosphere became stalemate, and the temperature of the air also dropped a little.

Su Qu held the leaflet in his hand, and with a little force, the paper crumpled into a ball.

This is what I saw when I was in a relationship.

"What are you doing here? There are so many people waiting to report!"

Although I don't know exactly what happened, this scene looks like Jiang Minghuan was bullied.

Thinking of Ye Wenyu's entrustment in the morning, Duan Qing felt even more obliged to protect the other's little niece.

No one dared not listen to the teacher's words, not to mention that Duan Qing was their professional teacher.

Su Qu looked at Duanqing, then at Jiang Minghuan, and finally held back his breath, and left without saying anything.

One of the parties left, and the crowd of spectators instantly decreased by half.

The team that was in a mess just now returned to normal.

Without Duan Qing opening her mouth, Jiang Minghuan took the initiative to follow behind her.

The two walked one after the other, neither of them spoke, until they were approaching the gate of the college, and the relationship suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and glanced at the girl behind her, with some confusion in her eyes,

"Student Jiang, why are you following me?"

Jiang Minghuan pursed her lips, seeming a little embarrassed, and after a long time, she hesitated and opened her mouth.

"Teacher, did I offend that Su Qu somewhere?"

This question is not out of the ordinary.

To be the chairman of the student union, one must have one's own strengths, and one's EQ must not be low. A junior student, logically speaking, would not target a freshman who just entered school.

But Su Qu could not hide the hostility in his eyes from the first time he saw her.

Jiang Minghuan was very smart, and when he was ridiculed, he got angry and soon found the reason.

Before returning to school this time, the tutor revealed a good news to her in advance, saying that this year's CUHK freshman award has been given to her.

After thinking about it, apart from entering Professor Guo Xun's team, this is the only thing that makes some people jealous.

Thinking of this, she took the initiative to express her guess without waiting for Duanqing to reply.

"Is it because of the freshman award?"

Duan Qing was startled when he heard the words, surprise flashed in his eyes.

I couldn't help sighing again in my heart, Ye Wenyu, this little niece, is really smart!

Since the other party had already guessed it, she didn't intend to hide it, so she casually told the news,

"CUHK has recruited five champions this year, and you have the highest score among them. Originally, there was no objection to the award, but there is a student from the Civil Engineering Institute next door. I heard that he has two patents in his hand. Although the college entrance examination score is not high, but also became one of the candidates.”

"The freshman award is still based on grades, and patents were not considered in previous years, so this award is finally given to you."

After Duan Qing's explanation, Jiang Minghuan was still a little confused, she stretched out her hand to brush her bangs, her face was full of confusion,

"Teacher, I understand, but these...have nothing to do with Senior Sister Su Qu?"

When Duan Qing heard this, she couldn't help pursing her lips and chuckling, but she forgot that there was one most important piece of information that she hadn't said yet.

"It doesn't matter why, that student from the Civil Engineering Institute is Suqu's target."

When Jiang Minghuan heard these words, he completely reacted as if he had been enlightened.

No wonder you want to target yourself. Feelings are to vent your anger on the object.

It's understandable to think so. After all, there is only one freshman award a year, and it is a great honor for freshmen.

Thanks for the love, Jiang Minghuan returned to the apartment alone.

Before the college career officially started, it seemed that he had offended some incredible people.

Thinking of this, she felt a little restless.

Counting the time, five hours have passed since pulling Hei Ye Wenyu.

But on the phone, there was no message.

This stupid woman, doesn't she know she's been blocked?Why is there no reaction at all? !

Jiang Minghuan was aggrieved and angry.

Until the night fell, they did not receive any greetings from Ye Wenyu.

In anger, she posted a Moments, with a picture of an emoji, with two words written on the picture - I am angry.

Song Yue immediately sent her a private chat after seeing it,

"Haven't you made up with Mr. Ye yet?"

Two seconds later, Jiang Minghuan texted back,

"Reconcile? It is impossible to reconcile in this life!"

The author has something to say: Friends in the North, how are you Xiaonian

[The calendar says that today is the New Year in the North, and tomorrow is the New Year in the South]

Also, why are you so fat?

The promised crematorium, am I the only one who takes it seriously? ? ? ? ?

[Don't rush two years later, pave the way, otherwise the time jumps too fast and it will be very abrupt]