delicate flowers and weeds

Tang Hua laughed angrily.

The figure who was about to leave stopped, and whispered to the person beside him: "At the same table, wait for me, I will teach him how to speak human first."

Then he turned around and kicked Jiang Gaohan.

Everyone around him wanted to come over to help, Zhou Rong also kicked someone over, sat on him and punched him, shouting sharply: "Who dares to touch the young master?"

Fei Cao stood there with an unclear expression, but seemingly unintentionally kicked a basketball in the past, blocking the way to go there, and then "plopped" twice, tripping two people.

There was a yell: "Oops, fuck, why the hell is there a basketball here?"

Jiang Gaohan took two steps back from the beating, his stomach was already green with that kick, he spat, and said, "Stop it! Don't move! This is my sister-in-law, who If you dare to touch him, the Jiang family will not spare you."

Tang Hua was already very angry, but this "little sister-in-law" added fuel to the fire, making him tremble with anger.

The snow-white face was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.

He swung his fist, the fist was windy, good-looking and strong, forced Jiang Gaohan to the wall beside him, lowered his eyes and said coldly: "Tell your brother, let him roll as far as you want. As for you, no matter how nonsense you talk, tear it up." rot your mouth."

Then he spoke again, his voice was as cold as snow, but it didn't sound deterrent to others: "Also, stay away from my deskmate. If you trouble him again, we'll settle the old and new ones together, and beat you to the point where your mother can't bear it." do not know."

Tang Hua only felt unlucky.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, then turned around and grabbed Fei Cao, and said angrily to Zhou Rong who was still beating unilaterally on the ground: "Let's go."

Jiang Gaohan waved back his younger brother who was about to help him, bent down and picked up Tanghua's handkerchief that was still on the ground:

The high-quality silk handkerchief is extremely expensive, but it is a disposable product of the other party.

He laughed suddenly.

Tsk, Jiang Mingyuan really knows how to choose a partner. This kind of beautiful and wild flower is clearly a delicate flower that has been carefully cultivated, but it is shining brightly. Who wouldn't want to pick it back?

If he didn't have some sincerity towards Chen Yunjiao, he would also be moved.

But that being said, he still wiped the square handkerchief and carefully put it in his pocket.

Tang Hua walked out with Fei Cao, his face was full of coldness, obviously unhappy.

Fei Cao's expression was unclear, she couldn't see the emotion in her lowered eyes, and her voice was a little cold: "Little sister-in-law?"

To put these three words in another person, Tang Hua must be furious, making the other party unable to eat, such as Jiang Gaohan.

But Fei Cao said that Tang Hua felt ashamed and annoyed, as if he had done something wrong, and dared not face the other party.

Tang Hua gritted her teeth: "Don't pay attention to him, he's talking nonsense."

But his expression was not like that at all.

Fei Cao let out a low "Oh".

But what you think in your heart, others don't know.

He felt very uncomfortable, that kind of discomfort wanted to break through the cage of his heart, and get out little by little.

It was a very strange feeling, which made him want to turn around and take Jiang Gaohan to beat him again, as if only then could he breathe normally and return to his usual state of wanting nothing.

It's uncomfortable to be coveted by others like your own things.

It was about to tear his disguise and provoke him to vent.

Not good.

This young master, his influence is far greater than what he imagined.

Zhou Rong also came to ask: "Master, what does that idiot mean by calling you 'sister-in-law'?"

Isn't this hitting the muzzle?

Immediately, the eyes of death swept over, and Tang Hua was not angry: "Don't ask, whoever asks will die."

Zhou Rong wronged and followed behind.

Young master, young master, when Fei Cao asked just now, you were not like this!

That was too embarrassing for Tang Hua, and he didn't want to mention it, so he stepped down the steps himself, and told Fei Cao: "Next time, if you encounter such a situation, stay where you are and wait Follow me, let me see who can do something to you?"

Because of these words, the sleepy beast that howled in its heart was finally quiet for a moment.

Fei Cao asked lightly: "Waiting for you?"

"Yes."

"So, at the same table, how are you going to find me?"

On the contrary, Tang Hua was very sure: "No matter where you are, at the same table, when you are in danger, I will definitely find you. Then I will fall from the sky, I want to see, with me in the south city, who dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head? "

He finally showed the disdainful look of a noble young master.

But unexpectedly, Fei Cao felt very cute, and felt very itchy, wanting to poke the other's overly tender face, to see if it was stern.

So Fei Cao laughed happily, as if she hadn't laughed like this for a long time:

"Then we have agreed, tablemate, no matter where you are, remember to come to me."

"of course."

Fei Cao asked again, "What if I can't find it?"

Tang Hua: "I won't find it. If you can't find it... If you can't find it, I'll do whatever you want."

With my vivid memory, I can basically recite the bloody plot by heart.

Is there something else I can't find?

Tang Jiaohua said: It is impossible to find it, and it will be impossible in this life.

Fei Cao smiled softly: "Okay, it's a deal."

"It's a word."

He looked up at Tang Hua, as if he could see a clean, kind, and clear soul from the other person.

Undyed Xianchen, who is exactly the same as Teacher Fei, is also as gentle and gentle as Teacher Fei.

That is what Fei Cao wants to pursue and keep throughout his life.

But the year Teacher Fei passed away, he was too young to hold anything.

Now that he has grown up, his body is already filled with surging power, clamoring and rushing all the time.

Fei Cao thought to herself:

Young master, you came to provoke me.

If you dare to provoke someone like me, you must be prepared accordingly.

I can give you everything you want, let you live wanton and boundless.

But as a price, you have to stay with me.

If you dare to turn around and leave after playing the game of "making friends" like those princes who are in the top position for a while, then...

So……

Fei Cao smiled lightly, looked at the soft young master, who dragged him through the summer morning breeze, through the noisy high school, into the class step by step, and then sat side by side.

He thought: There will not be such a day.

In the future, my little deskmate, please give me your advice.

Jiang Gaohan was helped into the school infirmary.

He lifted up his close-fitting shirt, which showed youthful six-pack abs and sweat dripping through it, making him look even more youthful.

But the top is blue and purple, and a large piece of bruise is scary.

The female school doctor smeared the medicine on him, frowned and wanted to say something, but was forced back by the other party's fierce and aggressive face, swallowed, then opened the door and left carefully.

I just thought with lingering fears: This high school student, the hostility is too scary, right?

Fighting against such a person, who can make him suffer so much?

When ordinary people see his face, their legs become weak, and they don't even have the courage to punch.

The iPhone's proprietary ringtone rang, and Jiang Gaohan picked up the phone:

"Brother, your news is really fast... Hey, don't scold me, I didn't do anything, I stood there the whole time and let him beat you..."

"You also feel sorry for your younger brother, the young master of the Tang family, I think he is a little wolf cub, hiss, the beating really hurts..."

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me for being too thick-skinned, it hurts even for that young master to beat me, so I should beat myself and let him watch..."

The phone finally came a busy tone.

Jiang Gaohan kept his phone aside, couldn't help picking up the silk handkerchief in his pocket, staring at it in a daze.

But in his mind, he remembered that alluring face, leaning over his ear, his voice was like snow, but the breath he breathed out was like blue swirls, making one's heart flutter.

He threw away the silk handkerchief, put his hands on his face, and thought it was fucking.

Why does this young master have such a beautiful face?

Even menacing people are extraordinarily chic and amazingly good-looking.

Finally, he bent down to pick up the silk handkerchief and put it away, put the school uniform jacket on his shoulders, and walked outside.

By this time the first class was over.

People from class 4 gathered together, whispering to each other, some were talking about the project, some were talking about the new clothes, and among the girls, the star-studded girl was a delicate and fat woman.

She gritted her teeth and chuckled, no matter what she said, everyone around her said yes.

Until Jiang Gaohan strode through the door and came in.

There was a moment of silence in the class.

Chen Yunjiao was wearing a high-end white shirt, and her skirt was a school uniform imitated by a designer. It didn't look much different, but it was embroidered with faint cloud patterns. It was all done carefully, and it was particularly conspicuous among a bunch of girls.

She stood up, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and smiled sweetly: "Gao Han, why didn't you go to class in the first period, where did you go?"

Seeing her smiling like that and calling him by his name in the past, Jiang Gaohan only felt itchy in his heart, and the other party would give him whatever he wanted.

But now, there is still a cool sound like snow in my ears.

Jiang Gaohan felt that all the attractiveness in the past had gone to hell, and felt that except Wushan was not a cloud, everything became a vulgar fan under the backdrop of the young master.

So he didn't give Chen Yunjiao any face this time, and said in a muffled voice, "I have something to do."

He returned to his seat and fell asleep.

The whole class was in an uproar.

Who didn't know that Jiang Gaohan, the young master of the Jiang family in Nancheng, was deceived by lard and fell in love with the illegitimate daughter of the Chen family.

And treat the other party as an eyeball, asking the stars not to give the moon. Some time ago, a helicopter was dispatched to hang high in No. [-] Middle School, scattering flowers all over the campus.

Looking at this attitude now, why does it seem like heaven and earth, the rumors are wrong?

Chen Yunjiao still smiled lightly, but this time, no matter what she said, others did not agree with her like before.

She almost gritted her silver teeth in secret.

If she had known that she could really come to her book, what kind of illegitimate daughter would she write about?

Wouldn't it be nice for her to just give herself an awesome status?

Do you still need to pretend to be gentle and considerate here?

Campus goddess?

I bother!

Can be an arrogant and domineering rich second generation, what kind of public goddess?

Chen Yunjiao was originally called Chen Jiao. She was born in 3000 AD in a well-to-do family. Her parents did not miss her food and drink, but they could not afford her luxury brands worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

After going to university, her horizons broadened, and she finally realized the insurmountable gap between rich and poor. On the surface, she envied those rich ladies, but secretly she was ruthless:

"What are you proud of, you bitch, apart from having a good family background, how can you compare to me?"

Jealousy engulfed Chen Jiao's unkind heart. Although she was only 20 years old, she was a young and beautiful girl, but her soul was stank and dark, and she was aging rapidly.

Until one day, as an elective course, she heard the teacher talk about the business myth from thousands of years ago: Feicao.

Similarly, he was born from the grassroots and started from the quagmire, but the other party's Fiji enterprise blossomed all over the country and became the youngest rich man on Forbes.

With a glance at Wannian, Chen Jiao quickly fell into this.

Countless nights, she fantasizes that she is lying in Fei Cao's arms, and that broad-shouldered arm has laid down the world, sheltered her from the wind and rain, and shared the kingdom of wealth with her equally.

But the other party was a person from 1000 years ago, and now his bones have turned into ashes.

For some reason, Chen Jiao picked up a pen and began to write a story for herself:

In the story, she will become the white moonlight of Fei Cao's youth, indistinct and indistinct, and she is the other party's heartbreaking request.

As long as I look at him, the other party will be obsessed with me, willing to kneel down and offer my heart with both hands.

She saved Fei Cao countless times in distress.

Tsk, how outstanding is she, how can there be only one man by her side?

Hey, the four great families in Nancheng, so, young master of the Jiang family, bring it to you!

As for the other two families, forget it, I am Fei Cao's woman after all, so don't provoke so many powerful rivals for him.

However, the name Chen Jiao is not good, it is not worthy of the heroine's life, um, let's change the name to Chen Yunjiao.

Her background should not be too good, otherwise she would be incompatible with Fei Cao, and she would not be able to make the other party empathize with herself so that she could feel more sympathy for herself; nor should it be too bad, as she has had enough of ordinary people's lives, let's just go with the Chen family.

As for the villains...

I don't know why, but it is also a legend in the business world. The first time Chen Yunjiao heard the name of the Tang family, she was displeased. That family still existed in 3000, and the history is even more brilliant:

Pianist Tang Hua, artist Tang Xing, business legend Tang Jing, the portraits of these three stars are still hanging in the Tang family ancestral hall.

Chen Yunjiao went to see it by chance.

With just one glance, she was filled with disgust towards Tang Hua:

A man who looks so good, his family background can beat her two streets.

Tsk, Sao. Dead vixen.

So Chen Yunjiao was full of malice, and wrote like a god:

The Tang family is the villain in the book, the last chicken feather, the dead, the crazy, the jail.

Noisy, finally the building collapsed.

Who knew that when she opened her eyes, she would cross the millennium and come to the 21st century:

The world in the book has started to run, and she has really become Chen Yunjiao!

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