The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Chapter 3

The crowd started to make noise again, "Wow, he is looking for death, dare to say such a thing to Fang Qiyan?"

"Fang Qiyan will definitely beat him up for saying such boring words, haha!!"

Fang Qiyan looked at Lan Weiyu for a long time, and said, "So, this semester, you are my personal teacher?"

"That's it."

The atmosphere was silent again, just when everyone was about to watch a good show, Fang Qiyan raised his hand and rubbed Lan Weiyu's hair. 1

"Hello teacher."

Eh?Lan Weiyu's eyes widened, and she looked at Fang Qiyan in surprise, he didn't expect him to agree so frankly.What was even more shocking was Fang Qiyan's group of cronies. They looked at the unusually harmonious two with their mouths open enough to hold an egg.

Fang Qiyan's hand was really warm, and Lan Weiyu half closed her eyes.

Fang Qiyan took his hands away, turned around and strode forward, he whispered, "Follow me quickly." Lan Weiyu was stunned, and hurriedly pushed his bicycle to follow.

A group of people looked at Fang Qiyan and Lan Weiyu's backs, and stood there dumbfounded.

In Fang Qiyan's car, Lan Weiyu was restless. It turned out that wealthy high school students in today's society really have private cars and drivers...

There was a faint smell of perfume in the car. Fang Qiyan slung his schoolbag across his shoulders, without saying a word. Lan Weiyu took out a math book and a notebook from his schoolbag and said, "Today, today I taught function formulas. Take your notes to read first." Look, is there anything you don't understand." He heard his voice trembling.

Fang Qiyan took the note, flipped through it, and said without raising his head, "You look good in this dress."

Eh?Lan Weiyu blushed and tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Really, thank you, I will wash it and return it to you."

"I said no, you're well dressed." Fang Qiyan frowned and said.

Lan Weiyu lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes uneasily. Also, for a person like Fang Qiyan, a famous brand of clothes is very common, but he is really not used to accepting... handouts from others.

The car drove into the suburbs and stopped at the door of a small villa. Fang Qiyan said, "Teacher, we're here." Fang Qiyan got out of the car and opened the door for Lan Weiyu. . 2

The driver stopped the car, Fang Qiyan carried his schoolbag across his shoulders, took Lan Weiyu's schoolbag, and walked towards the gate.

"Well, Fang Qiyan, are your parents at home?" Lan Weiyu asked softly.

"They don't live with me. This is the house they bought for me in Fengcheng, and let me live here during high school." Fang Qiyan took out the key and opened the door.

Sure enough, Lan Weiyu was so rich that he didn't say a word. Some people can own an independent villa when they are rich enough to go to high school, while some people worry about the high medical expenses every day, and they can't even afford a new dress.

Fang Qiyan walked into the villa and said, "Come in." Lan Weiyu followed him into the villa, and a servant who was cleaning was holding a broom and said, "Master, you are back. You brought friends home today?" Fang Qiyan Put your schoolbag on the sofa and say, "It's my teacher."

"what?!"

"Mother Li, do you still have juice and croissants at home? Bring some here." Fang Qiyan said.

"Okay." Li Ma glanced at Lan Weiyu, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Fang Qiyan looked at Lan Weiyu and said, "You eat bread at noon every day. I think you like bread very much, right?" like?

Just no other food. 2

Li Ma brought juice and croissants, Lan Weiyu picked up the bread, took a bite, um, it was delicious! !His eyes lit up, and Fang Qiyan saw the joyful expression on Lan Weiyu's face, the corners of his lips curled up, a rare smile appeared on his cold face. 3