Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

The level of silence was no less than that of hearing nothing after an explosion. Song Zui later realized that the other party didn't like the name Tingting.

When he slowly turned his head and saw the man's indifferent expression, he silently corrected this thought in his heart.

Should be quite disliked.

In contrast, it seems that it is better to be called A Ting.

"I won't call you Tingting if you don't like it." Song Zui didn't notice that he called Tingting again, but felt the air around him getting colder, like sleeping on the wooden floor with the air conditioner turned on to [-] degrees.

The man stood up from the chair and walked in front of him. He was prepared to deal with it in case the other party knocked his forehead, in case his inertial reaction knocked A Ting to the ground.

The expected knocking on the forehead didn't happen, the man just left the classroom, Song Zui reflected that he thought too badly about A Ting's temper.

He was about to finish eating the leftover fried yogurt and leave the classroom. He looked down and found that his hands were empty and there was no cup at all. It turned out that A Ting took his yogurt with him before he left.

Song Zui looked at the back of the other party going away for a long time without saying a word, it was the first time he had seen such a vengeful person, maybe people with the word Ting in their name didn't have a big heart.

It's a pity that his cup of fried yogurt bought at a high price of 59 yuan will go into the trash can, and he only possessed it for a short time.

A low-key Lincoln was parked under the teaching building, and He Shanting sat in the back seat of the car, with his long legs resting on the fine and colorful Isfahan carpet, looking like calm water without any waves.

"The directors are all asking when the meeting to deal with Chen Ming will be held. It seems that everyone wants to distance themselves from Chen Ming. Wang Zhongye, who had a close relationship with Chen Ming, also said that he will not get sick."

Secretary Zheng reported her work fearfully in her seat, fearing that what she said would make her boss unhappy.

It's hard for men to guess their minds with this appearance, most of the time they can't figure out what He Shanting is thinking, as if they do whatever they want.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, the pressure of working beside He Shanting is not normal, he is still a confidant who follows He Shanting, it is hard to imagine how oppressive others feel when facing He Shanting.

And He Shanting just scooped up the yogurt in his hand slowly, and the food he snatched was still delicious, so that the little cub would not bite people from time to time, which was not painful but annoying.

Secretary Zheng's eyes fell on the plastic cup in He Shanting's hand, and his heart was turbulent. Is this something their boss would use?

It's not that He Shanting is so environmentally friendly. Apart from donating to domestic and foreign environmental protection organizations every year to avoid tax, their boss usually has nothing to do with environmental protection.

When he was with He Shanting, he did not have Assistant Director Fang, but he also knew how particular He Shanting was in life. The tableware was all silver, and he would never use industrial products such as plastic.

Of course, Secretary Zheng didn't think that the He family was doomed like Assistant Fang did. He was just relieved that his boss with a prominent background had finally learned to be hardworking and simple.

On the other side, Xu Ning and Bai Wenqiu walked outside the white building, and Bai Wenqiu tentatively asked: "We have given such an expensive painting, so your uncle shouldn't care about it?"

"My uncle's collection is as large as an entire museum. This painting is nothing at all. It is precious to have a Da Vinci manuscript." Xu Ning said in a low voice, "It depends on my little brother whether he will care about it." Uncle's mood."

He has lived under his father's whispering orders since he was a child, and he understands that no one can offend his uncle.

He bought such an expensive painting with all his pocket money this time, firstly to intercede for Bai Wenqiu, and secondly because he was afraid that his uncle would take his anger on his family.

Hearing Xu Ning's answer, Bai Wenqiu frowned imperceptibly, and when the two were about to walk out, he stopped and stood by the gate of the building.

"Why don't you leave?"

Xu Ning asked suspiciously.

"I have an important call to answer, and I am afraid that the signal in the car will not be good and I will leave later." Bai Wenqiu said with a smile, "You should go back first."

Xu Ning nodded and turned to leave. Normally, he would definitely accompany Bai Wenqiu, but he still has classes in school in the afternoon.

The major of theoretical physics is not taught by humans. It not only requires a high level of physics, but also requires a high level of mathematics. He doesn't ask how good his grades are, but please don't fail the subject.

After Xu Ning left, Bai Wenqiu did not answer the phone, but returned to the house under the suspicious gaze of the servant.

Although it was Xu Ning who pulled him to make amends, he also thought clearly on the way here that He Shanting didn't attack their family just because he couldn't move his hands.

He didn't believe that with He Shanting's temperament, if he was offended by someone, he would put it down lightly, and the whole Shanghai stock market saw his methods.

Bai Wenqiu walked up the long corridor. He didn't like the servants of the He family. He heard from Xu Ning that most of them were dumb, and it was the He family who gave them job opportunities.

The huge He family has no luck, and instead of feeling kindness, he shudders. He has always trusted his intuition, even though He Shanting, who is dressed in a dignified and refined appearance, does not seem like a normal person.

The feeling of being watched by a mute was not pleasant, so he had to lower his status and explain to a servant: "I won't enter the room, so I will stay in the corridor and wait for Mr. He."

But after he finished speaking, the thin and tall mute still followed him, staring at him as if staring at a thief, and Bai Wenqiu became angry.

Knowing that he was not at his own home, Fudojise suppressed the anger, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a small rose plant on the glass stand.

Transparent water droplets hung on the slender petals of the rose, and the green leaves were spotless and obviously well cared for.

"Why are you planting things here?"

He's house is a strange place. When I came here before, there were no living things in the house, and it was as empty as a dead place, but now there is a flower that has not fully bloomed.

The servant wrote on the paper with a pen: "This is something left by the little guest before. It was left in the study room without sunlight and weak. I was afraid that I would not be able to support it, so I moved here."

Bai Wenqiu realized that this young guest was referring to Song Zui. He always thought that the young man had lived a humble and timid life in the He family.

When he was in Xu's house, the young man also planted roses all over the place. No matter how indifferent Xu Ning was, he still watered and read books every day. He obviously suffered everyone's pity, but he seemed to be able to live well anywhere.

He looked at the little rose that had been carefully cared for, and the suppressed anger welled up in his heart, and he reached out and touched the branch of the rose.

The servant's face immediately panicked, as if he had seen something extremely frightening, but he couldn't speak and could only utter ahhhhhhhhh, but he didn't dare to reach out to snatch it, and was so anxious that he was about to cry.

When Bai Wenqiu's hand touched the thorn, he flinched subconsciously. He told himself that it was just something left by Song Zui, and no one would care about it. The servants just took care of it for Xu Ning's sake.

Just as he was about to tear it off, he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, and the man's voice was cold: "Maybe you don't want your hand anymore."

Bai Wenqiu heard He Shanting's auspicious sound, and when he touched the branch, he suddenly retracted his hand, and the sharp thorn pierced his fingertips, and bright red blood flowed out.

But He Shanting didn't even look at him, as if he was disgusted, he just picked up the little rose on the window sill.

He hurriedly explained: "I just want to touch it."

He Shanting still didn't pay attention, but Bai Wenqiu somehow felt that the other party had seen through his mind, and his whole body felt cold unconsciously.

He bit the bullet and explained the reason for his visit today: "Mr. He, I'm here today to explain what happened to the emperor's green last time. I didn't take that piece of emperor's green. Someone else stole the emperor's green."

It wasn't until he said the last sentence that the man raised his blue-gray eyes and looked down at him haughtily.

Seeing that He Shanting was interested, Bai Wenqiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm not trying to explain anything for myself. My own name and auspiciousness are of little importance, but I think you should want to know the truth."

Bai Wenqiu analyzed: "I found this piece of imperial green in Song Zui's room. I admit that I was greedy for vanity, so I put it on without knowing why. Now that I think about it, he must have stolen your things."

"Maybe he forgot to take it away, or maybe he was afraid afterwards, so he left this piece of imperial green in his room. The real thief is not me but him. He is the one who stole your things."

He didn't hide anything from what he said to He Shanting this time, he knew that he couldn't tell a lie in front of this person, as long as he told a lie, he would be discovered, so he might as well explain his mistakes frankly, but there would be a glimmer of life.

He Shanting just looked at him calmly, which was completely different from Bai Wenqiu's expected reaction. He couldn't help asking: "Aren't you angry with him?"

He didn't believe that He Shanting wasn't angry, he must still have a sense of frustration being deceived, but the next second he heard a man's voice: "Because I gave it to him."

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Ting Ting who is eating yogurt:? ? ? ?