God, please be gentle with me

"9900?? Why don't you rob a bank?!" This number is astronomical for Han Jialin, after all, his pocket money for a semester is only 2500.

My younger sister Han Jiali got good grades, and her parents rewarded her with money.

"You owe it, why should I rob the bank?" Fang Shuyao asked back.

"No, when did I owe you? You bastard!" Han Jialin grabbed Fang Shuyao's collar, frightened Niya to rush over to try to persuade him.

"This classmate, please speak up if you have something to say, don't get angry." Niya was worried about Han Jialin, she knew how badly the young master fought.

"It's okay, Nia, go get busy." Facing Han Jialin who was about to explode, Fang Shuyao was still calm and said with a smile, "Student Han, I know you are tight, and if you haven't come out yet, neither am I. Bad guys, we can solve the problem in a lighter way."

"Easy way?" Han Jialin blinked his eyes, and unknowingly got caught for the second time.

"Let go of me first." Fang Shuyao smiled slightly and thought to himself, "This kid is too easy to deceive."

Although Han Jialin let go, he said worriedly: "If you play tricks on me again, I will definitely beat you up."

"Don't play tricks on you, remember? I like you." Fang Shuyao sat down on the sofa, patted the empty space beside him and said, "It's tiring to stand and talk, you sit too.".

"I'll just sit here." Ignoring the sentence I liked, Han Jialin sat on the other side of the sofa, keeping as far away from Fang Shuyao as possible.

"You know, in the face of graduation, the student union is responsible for the design and production of graduation albums and souvenirs..."

"Wait, you can just buy this kind of commemorative album online, why do you want to make it yourself?" Han Jialin interrupted Fang Shuyao, "I bought my junior high school graduation album online."

"Oh, I knew you didn't read the school's bulletin board at all, right?"

"..." Han Jialin's face was full of question marks.

"During the first half of the third year of high school, the student union put up an announcement to make a graduation album. Students can send any comments to the mailbox of the student union. After a year of integration of opinions, there is already a general design direction, but the design To make the manuscript into a real product, you have to go to the printing factory. The students in the student union are basically sophomores and seniors, and they all hold multiple jobs. The sophomores have to participate in various competitions, so they can only choose one of the seniors who is willing to come out to run errands. and cooperating with printing work."

"You want me to run errands for the student union?" Han Jialin asked, still heaving a sigh of relief, thinking that Fang Shuyao would make some perverted request.

"No, it's running errands for me." Fang Shuyao said, crossed his hands, raised his chin slightly, and looked like a king, "You have to do whatever I tell you to do."

"You think it well..." Han Jialin wanted to say it was a good idea!But Fang Shuyao interrupted him with a smile: "900 yuan is enough to call the police."

"You, you..." Han Jialin thought that he was talking to a black-bellied snake, and if he was not careful, he would be bitten.

"That's right, I didn't throw it well when I just threw it, but student Han, with your background in the basketball team, you can react and catch it in time, right?"

Faced with Fang Shuyao's analysis, Han Jialin was irrefutable, and even thought, yes, if I take a step forward, it will be all right!so……

Is it really my fault?Han Jialin didn't know that this was the third time he had been tricked.

"Since the matter has already happened," Fang Shuyao's tone became more and more relaxed, "we have to solve it, don't we?"

"Just, just running errands, printing the graduation book or something, nothing else?" Han Jialin said.

"When the graduation book is completed, the debt will be cancelled." Fang Shuyao said, deliberately avoiding Han Jialin's question.

"That's good." Han Jialin took the trap for the fourth time. He just listened to the debt being written off, and he was relieved. If his mother knew that he had caused such a big disaster outside, he would not have to break his leg.

"Give me your phone." Fang Shuyao said.

"What do you need a phone for?"

"Save my phone number."

"I have your mobile phone number, didn't you post it in the teacher's office?"

"That's a public phone number. I have two cards in my phone."

"Wow, you're such a busy man."

"No, I just prefer to distinguish between public and private." Fang Shuyao blatantly said at this time that he was using official affairs as a cover to trap Han Jialin.

Said, "It's easier to do things this way."

"You tell me, and I'll remember." Han Jialin was afraid that Fang Shuyao would mess with his phone.

"Well, then you can remember, 1381...233."

"...233." Han Jialin memorized it carefully, and wrote down a business card in the address book, "President of the Student Union, Fang Shuyao".

Seeing Han Jialin's cautious look, Fang Shuyao really wanted to laugh, because Han Jialin was all set up, but he was still worried about the phone being tricked into something.

"Whether it's your phone or your whole body is mine." Fang Shuyao thought in his heart.

"Okay, can I go home then?" Han Jialin asked.

"Okay, you can go back." Fang Shuyao stood up, "I'll see you off."

"Need not."

"I'll see you off." Fang Shuyao insisted, "You are a guest."

"...It's up to you." Han Jialin was too lazy to argue with him, took his schoolbag and left.

Fang Shuyao sent it all the way to the gate: "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Han Jialin always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell, so he waved his hand and left.

After Fang Shuyao watched him walk away slowly, he leaned lightly on the railing of the gate, feeling an indescribable tiredness on his body, perhaps because of his relationship with Han Jialin.

Carefully afraid that he would find out that this was a big trap, and hoped that he would find out, after all, the purpose of setting up this trap was to get close to him.

Fang Shuyao knew that he had paid close attention to Han Jialin for the past three years, so he knew him well, but to Han Jialin, he was a stranger.

It's really a long distance from a stranger to a lover. It's a good deal to close this distance with an Easter egg.

Of course, the real price of that easter egg was 28, that's why Nia jumped in a hurry.

"He really is a simple person." Fang Shuyao smiled and went back to the house.

"Master." Nia came up to welcome her.

"what happened?"

"My aunt called me just now, saying that she was sick, and hoped that I could accompany her to the hospital..."

"Then you go." Fang Shuyao nodded.

"However, there are many people in the hospital. If you delay for a long time, you will be alone tonight." Niya said worriedly.

"I'm not a child, don't worry." Fang Shuyao picked up the Gucci wallet from the coffee table and pulled out the bank/bank/card inside, "This card is for you in case of emergency."

"Thank you, master! You are so careful." Nia was very grateful. They are foreigners and have no medical insurance here.If there is any big problem, the money on the body is really not enough.

But she hadn't thought of this question yet, but the young master who was many years younger than her thought of it.

The young master is indeed a gentle person.