delicate flowers and weeds

Tang Hua was woken up by a servant knocking on the door.

He only got up extra early on the first day of school, and now he has resumed the habit of getting up at seven.

After eating the bread, Tang Hua suggested, "Mom, or let me go to bed."

Mother Tang watched him eat, and felt that she was happy to see her son more. Hearing this, she shook her head and said, "No, no. There are so many masters and ladies in the No. [-] Middle School, which of them will stay at school if they don't go home at night? Our house is not far from the school, if it’s not possible, Mom will buy you a house next to the school and live with you.”

No. [-] Middle School is located in the city center, and the houses in the surrounding school districts are expensive in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of the Tang family, they are nothing more than that.

However, the typical characteristic of a commercial house is that it is small. Tang Mu was a young lady before she got married, and a wealthy wife after she got married.

In this life, I probably have never lived in such a place.

Tang Hua curled her lips: "Come on, mom, if this is the case, won't my dad beat me to death?"

Mother Tang covered her mouth and laughed: "He dares! Who dares to touch a hair of our little Hua'er?"

The Tang family villa has access control.

The family of the gate does not allow their children to develop the bad habit of not returning home at night.

Last night Zhou Rong went out to have a good time, and when he came to his senses, it was past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and he couldn't go back to Tang's house, so he found a nearby Internet cafe and slept.

Tang Hua only saw the message sent by the other party early in the morning:

[Society Your Father Zhou: Young master, I checked the surveillance last night and was entangled by my friends. Let’s go to the bar together. I won’t be coming back tonight. 】

The avatar and screen name of Secondary School.

The young master didn't change the note, and reached out to swipe through the message.

He has a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, which is specifically manifested in that the messages on the WeChat page will be cleared and crossed out after reading, and will not appear crowded.

But now the page only has news about the Tang family and Fei Cao.

The Tang family is on top all the year round.

Ke Feicao's news, for some reason last night, he didn't clean it up by a strange coincidence.

After eating, Tang Hua put on her shoes and prepared to go out.

Tang Xing was temporarily invited to Beicheng to participate in the art exhibition. Last night's flight was very urgent, but it was easy to pack up, and the servants also tiptoed. No one dared to disturb the young master to rest.

So today it was Tang Jing who sent him off.

Said it was to send him off, Brother Ba Zong didn't even drive the car himself, and sat firmly in the back seat with a small table to read the documents, and occasionally drew a few pictures with a brush.

This is a special commercial vehicle, and the driver is hired by the company to pick up Mr. Tang to and from get off work.

Tang Hua supported her hand: "Brother, the company and school are not on the way, just let Uncle Song take me off."

Tang Jing can be said to be the most self-disciplined person in the entire Tang family. She wakes up at 05:30 and reads the company report to check the itinerary after the morning run. Today, she has condescended to sit in the car for a long time in order to wait for her younger brother.

Boss Ba had just finished reading a plan submitted by his subordinates. He acted resolutely and sternly to outsiders, but his voice was a little soft at the moment: "Little Huaer, how was going to school yesterday?"

"Very good." Tang Hua smiled, "Last night, I asked everyone one by one at home, brother, I really like school."

"It's good if you like it." Tang Jing put away the pen, and the stern expression between her brows eased slightly, "If there's anything wrong, if you don't want to let your parents know, you can come to my brother."

"Okay." Tang Hua looked at the exhaustion in his elder brother's expression, and felt a little distressed, "Brother, how about I give you a massage?"

Tang Jing smiled: "Little Hua'er has really grown up, it's not for nothing that I love you."

After closing the table, the two brothers sat together for a rare time, enjoying half a day's leisure in Fusheng.

The delicate and soft hand was just pressing on Tang Jing's temple.

He didn't even dare to speak loudly until the driver reminded him: "Mr. Tang, young master, No. [-] middle school is here."

Tang Jing slowly opened his eyes, sat up straight, the warmth in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he returned to the omnipotent Mr. Tang with thunderous wrists. He rubbed his younger brother's hand: "Go, little flower, this afternoon Brother may not come to pick you up, just call him if you have something to do."

When Tang Hua walked into Class 1, there was already a glass of fresh orange juice on the table.

And his deskmate was empty, except for an open math workbook, which was full of work, but suddenly stopped in one place, as if he was suddenly called away.

Tang Hua tapped on the side table with her fingers.

Zhou Rong fell asleep on his stomach with his head covered. He took off his school uniform to cover his face. Hearing the voice, he said impatiently, "Who? Don't want to live anymore? How dare you disturb your father's sleep..."

He lifted the coat with one hand, and he wanted to teach the other party a campus philosophy-never mess with your father Zhou.

An irritable and impatient face froze for a moment when facing the person who came up, and swallowed all the swear words in his throat.

Tang Hua's smile was half a smile, and the gleam in his eyes: "Father Zhou? Don't want to live anymore?"

Zhou Rong blushed, and he still had the arrogant look just now: "Haha, haha, didn't I know it was you, young master?"

Tang Hua asked straight to the point: "Where is my deskmate? Do you know what he did?"

"Ah?" Zhou Rong scratched his head, "That little boy? Who has nothing to do to see him?"

Looking at the young master's cold face.

Zhou Rong then turned around and patted Chen Ziqing: "Hey, at the same table, do you know Fei...what's Fei, where has he gone?"

Chen Ziqing's face turned pale when he was photographed, and he coughed again and again: "Just now, two people asked Fei Cao to go out."

Tang Hua asked: "Who is it? Where did you go?"

Chen Ziqing looked around, hesitated for a long time and didn't say a word.

Zhou Rong patted him again: "Hurry up, the young master is asking you!"

There are a lot of articles in it, and it seems that they are characters that the other party can't afford to provoke.

Tang Hua tried to keep her voice as calm as possible, and showed both kindness and power: "Don't be afraid, to put it bluntly, I am asking you, you have to say it, I have to stand up to it. Besides, if you can't offend others, can you offend me?"

Chen Ziqing shivered again. From this angle, he looked like a chick shivering in the cold wind after being bullied.

Zhou Rong's face darkened, his face was scary, and he slammed the table: "Say!"

Of these two people, one had a white face and the other had a red face. Chen Ziqing couldn't hold back, and said everything in one breath: "Yes... from Class 4."

People from Class 4?

Chen Yunjiao?

Tang Hua laughed angrily.

He hasn't found the other party yet.

This time-traveling girl is here to give away the head?

It's bad luck for his mother to open the door for him--bad luck at home.

The young master turned around and walked out the door.

His smile just now was like a flash in the pan, his originally clear eyes were stained with emotional fire, and his soul was taken away for a moment. Zhou Rong was completely insane, and he hurried to catch up: "Hey, young master, wait for me."

Tang Hua walked straight to a corner on the second floor, which was the warehouse for storing sports equipment.

He remembered which episode it was.

Chen Yunjiao's original family background is not qualified to transfer to No. [-] Middle School, but she has a crazy suitor: Jiang Gaohan, the suitor who sent her roses by helicopter in No. [-] Middle School, and beat others to death.

She just mentioned it euphemistically, and the suitor used his relationship to transfer to another school with her.

However, both of them were not qualified enough to enter Class 1, so they were both assigned to Class 4.

Jiang Gaohan thought that after so much effort, he could finally embrace the goddess, but the goddess wouldn't even let him touch her.

How can this young master bear this birdishness?

So he forced to intercept, and finally knew the name of "Fei Cao" when the other party was still hesitating.

Originally, Chen Yunjiao had already picked fencao once, so when Young Master Jiang blocked the door to find fault, she insisted on not explaining a word, and recognized the identity of this "goddess pursuer".

Dozens of chapters are omitted in the following: Jiang Gaohan finds Fei Cao to make trouble, Fei Cao endures it, Chen Yunjiao is in a dilemma, and both sides are in a cycle of favorability.

I want to say the word "stupid" again.

And the first confrontation between them was when Jiang Gaohan and eight of them fought Feicao in the sports equipment room, locked each other with their backhands, and locked them up for a day.

That night Chen Yunjiao came late, put on exquisite makeup, and shed just the right amount of tears to open the door.

Fei Cao entered the equipment room with a blank expression. He was doing the latest Mathematical Olympiad problem, but was called out by two people he didn't know.

As soon as he entered, the door was closed with a "Hula".

Two people walked from the door, and there were eight people in total including the oncoming one.

The leader is an arrogant young master with curled hair, buttoned shirts at random, school uniform jacket tied around his waist, and even trousers rolled up. Fei Cao, that bitch who is pestering Yun Jiao?"

For some reason, Fei Cao suddenly thought of Tang Hua.

He is also a son of a noble family, the young master will never be so rude, even if he is angry and strikes, it is still pleasing to the eye, he will not be so angry, he is very self-restraining.

So he smiled, imitating the tone of the other party: "Yes, I'm Fei Cao, but I'm not the bitch who is pestering Yun Jiao."

The equipment room was very dark. Someone lit a cigarette for Jiang Gaohan, and he spit out a smoke ring. Hearing this, he threw the cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his feet, and smiled coldly: "That's you. No one gave it to you before." This is a lesson, now my young master is here to teach you the principles of being a human being—never mess with our surname Jiang, you will die miserably."

Tsk, endless trouble.

Fei Cao looked around for a week, and unlike others, his senses were much more sensitive even in the dark, and the tip of his nose was full of choking smoke, which made his face hidden in the darkness reveal a cold and cruel face beyond his age.

He saw a small window, and he was already calculating the distance to the other party in his mind. He could bypass this man, then push the big man with his backhand, and use his strength to go to the left. There are a few thick boxes over there. Jump on it and step on it. Turn over to the window edge and stay away from these troubles completely.

No one noticed that now Fei Cao was like a cheetah ready to go, ready at any time, just waiting—only waiting for the enemy to move first.

Jiang Gaohan had already turned his wrist, and the person next to him handed him a piece of iron rod, he threw it away, and said with a smile: "I don't need these things to deal with a waste."

Everything happened in an instant, Zai Feicao had already run away from two people, and Jiang Gaohan rolled up his shirt sleeves to prepare for a big fight, when the door was kicked open suddenly.

The oncoming light caused the people in the room to squint their eyes subconsciously.

Tang Hua stood there, the door was kicked open by Zhou Rong beside him.

The young master's face was slightly cold, standing on the dividing line between darkness and light, stepping into the light: "Who are you calling trash?"

He walked to Fei Cao's side, his stature was a little lower than everyone present, but no one dared to ignore him.

Tang Hua and Jiang Gaohan faced each other from a distance: "I said it yesterday, if anyone dares to bully my tablemate, he will hit me in the face. Jiang Gaohan, what do you mean?"

Jiang Gaohan let out a low "fuck".

Zhou Rong became angry: "Jiang, keep your mouth clean, who are you going to fuck?"

Tang Hua grabbed Fei Cao with his backhand: "Didn't I tell you that if anyone troubles you, just report my name."

He smelled good, clean and bright, surrounded by such a breath, the irritability just now was swept away, Fei Cao smiled softly: "Yes, my little deskmate, I will rely on you to protect me from now on." gone."

His deliberately low voice was numb and clear, which made Tang Hua feel as if ants were crawling in his heart. There was a light blush in his ears, and he said unnaturally: "Of course. Let's go. Don't pay attention to this kind of person. It's time for class."

"Okay, my little deskmate."

Fei Cao still smiled lightly.

They held hands, turned around, and left as soon as they said they would, really not giving face to those present at all.

Jiang Gaohan lit another cigarette and held it in his mouth: "Sister-in-law, are you not afraid of my brother coming back?"

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Congratulations to Xiao Hua: The Beauty Saves Heroes achievement has been achieved.