Dressed as a fragile omega who was divorced

Xiao Cheng went home first and took the painting.

Although he is his nephew, his little uncle is cold by nature, and the relationship with him over the years still hasn't changed.

Moreover, he admired this uncle very much.

Sitting on the position of the richest man at only 27 years old is not something ordinary people can do.

The vehicle stopped under the heavily guarded villa, Xiao Cheng held the painting and rang the doorbell.

After the door was opened, the butler came out, "Master Xiao, I offended you."

"It's okay, it's the rule."

Xiao Cheng raised his hand, and the butler carefully checked him for any dangerous goods or recording equipment, etc.

The butler took a step back: "Okay, please come in."

There is a faint scent of tea in the house, and there are many ink paintings on the walls. The scent of tea and ink is mixed and refreshing.

The decoration chooses quaint sandalwood furniture, which is low-key but tasteful.

"Master Xiao, wait a moment, I will inform you."

Xiao Cheng nodded, "Thank you."

After he sat down, he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Apart from his immense admiration for this indifferent little uncle, he also had fear.

To be able to stand tall in the business world, one must have one's own means of surpassing others.

Just as Xiao Cheng was thinking, the sound of dull footsteps came from the spiral staircase.

The man was wearing a white nightgown with a belt around his waist, walking down step by step.

The loose-waisted nightgown complemented his broad shoulders and long legs, and his body proportions were excellent.

Her jet-black hair was slightly disheveled, and her eyes were pale, as if she had just woken up.

Xiao Chengli immediately stood up and said respectfully, "Little uncle."

Xi Wang made a "hmm" and walked over, "Sit down."

Xiao Cheng: "Yes."

"How is your mother?"

Xi Wang rubbed his eyebrows, and sat down in front of Xiao Cheng a little tiredly.

"Please trouble my little uncle to care about my mother's health, and often ask me to come and walk around with you more, so that I can learn more from you."

For Xiao Cheng in front of him, he and Xi Wang are only nephews in name, and have no real blood relationship.

Because Xi Wang was an only child, his elder sister was adopted by his parents in his early years.

Xiao Cheng started to make tea, "I know you like it, so I specially bought this authentic painting by a master of the Tang Dynasty at the auction and gave it to you."

"It counts as you have a heart."

Xi Wang took the tea he handed over, "Put the painting there, I'll look at it when I have time."

He sipped lightly.

The taste of tea is bitter and the level of brewing tea is not in place.

Xi Wang put down his teacup without changing his expression, "Recently there have been a lot of remarks about you. When the Su family was down and down, they proposed to divorce the engagement, which is too much."

Xiao Cheng paused: "You know?"

Xi Wang: "Remember, never add insult to injury to your former partners in business, it will affect other people's trust in you."

Xiao Cheng lowered his head: "Yes..."

……

After sending this cheap nephew away, Xi Wan glanced at the painting on the ground and said to the housekeeper, "Send it to the utility room and store it."

Butler: "Okay, this Xiao Cheng is really considerate to you, sending things every day."

Xi Wang: "He is not courteous to me, but to my money."

Xiao Cheng came out of the villa and bid farewell to the housekeeper politely.

After sitting on the back table of the private car, he slammed on the car door, and he could feel his uncle's disappointment in him.

"The Su family... what are they?"

-

When Su Ye returned home, he sat down at the desk and took out a book to read.

After all, this is his first quiz, to test the learning results of the past half month, he plans to go through all the knowledge points first, and then carefully review them.

While reviewing, the phone rang.

He picked it up and saw that it was Zhuang Nan: [Do you want to sing K tomorrow?please~]

Su Ye: [No review? ]

Zhuang Nan: [The results are the same whether you review or not, wait, you are not reviewing, are you? ]

Su Ye: [[Nodding] Sing K next time. ]

Two days passed in a flash.

After all, Su Ye's foundation is too poor. In order to memorize the last English vocabulary, he stayed up until twelve o'clock last night.

The next day he turned off the alarm clock and fell asleep again. When he woke up suddenly, he found that he was on the verge of being late.

Su Ye got up in a hurry, rode his bicycle fast, and flew in at the last second when the school gate closed.

While parking the car, Su Ye lamented how lucky he was.

When I met Yu He who was not in a hurry in the bicycle shed, he was out of breath, "Morning...morning."

Why is this guy so leisurely every day? ?

After finishing speaking, he was about to continue running forward, but was pulled by the strap of his schoolbag, and his back hit a warm chest, "What are you running for?"

"I'm late, I have to go up to study for self-criticism."

"Review?"

Yu He said unexpectedly, "You really wrote it?"

"Of course," he said, trying to take out the review from his pocket, but found nothing, "Huh??"

"Why, disappeared?" Seeing his staring eyes, Yu He found it inexplicably funny, and deliberately teased him, "Did you not write?"

"No way, I might have put it in my schoolbag."

When he finished writing, he put it in his school uniform pocket, did he remember wrongly?

Su Ye rummaged through his schoolbag, but found nothing in the end.

He slapped his head: "...I took those pants to be washed."

He looked back at the closed door, "..."

When Su Ye returned to the classroom, he was carried to the podium under the national flag by Lao Cao before he had time to explain.

All the teachers and students in the school stared at him. He took the microphone and felt a little awkward standing in the cold wind.

Can not remember.

I can't remember anything I wrote.

Lao Cao glared at him, and mouthed: "Are you wasting time?"

"Cough cough..."

Su Ye cleared his throat, and his voice echoed throughout the campus.

"Why didn't you see him pick up the manuscript?"

"So reckless, read it out of manuscript?"

"I stand here today, and I am deeply aware of my mistakes. Although he owes me a lot, I should forgive him..."

classmates:"???"

Principal Zhang: "???"

Su Ye didn't know what to say, so he continued to make up, "Adhering to the principle of hitting people and not hitting faces, we should hit with a target, streamlined, practical, and effective. Of course, it is best to control the enemy with one move and end the battle within five seconds. Kill the other party... Uh, I read it wrong, suppress the other party."

kill each other...

kill...

kill? ?

Qian Xing's legs went limp.

Wang Xiao began to sweat coldly.

"Su Ye," Lao Cao ran up to cover his mouth, and dragged him down, "What are you doing?"

"I want to review."

"You teach people to fight..."

"Su Ye," Principal Zhang came over, scolding Lao Cao, "Is this what you mean by deep reflection?"

"Yes, Su Ye." Old Cao said with a stern face, "If you can't write a self-criticism, then you will be fined to clean the art building for another month."

Su Ye's eyes widened, "Why..."

He just said a few words about the training principles of special forces out of professional habits, why didn't he reflect deeply.

Su Ye stood back to the team without hesitation, and complained in a low voice: "I haven't taught you anything yet..."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, the faint smell of shower gel lingered, and the voice was subdued, "Your review idea is good."

Yu He stood beside him

Su Ye felt itchy on the pinnae of his ears, and quietly moved to the other side, "..."

After Su Ye came down, there was a series of awards process.

"Hi everyone, I'm Xiao Cheng, the chairman of the student union."

Su Ye originally wanted to chat with Yu He, but was attracted by the voice above.

He slowly raised his head, and on the podium in front of him stood a boy in a dark blue dress, holding a microphone, with an impeccable smile on his face.

Looks like a dog.

Omega exclaimed one after another next to him, "It's Xiao Cheng senior, he really has the temperament of a nobleman!"

"Ah, so handsome, I really want to be marked by such an excellent Alpha~"

Su Ye sneered disdainfully. Xiao Cheng's appearance was not bad, but he definitely didn't have the temperament of a "noble son".

If you talk about your son...

He glanced sideways at Yu He, who had no image hanging on him. Although he had a slumped back, he had a slender neck, and his figure was as superior as in the pictorial.

Viewed from the side, the skin is cold and pale, the eyelids are drooping lazily, and the eyelashes are casting a faint shadow.

If it wasn't about extravagance, Yu He exploded Xiao Cheng in seconds.

Yu He felt his gaze, "What's wrong?"

"You are much more handsome than this guy." Su Ye raised his chin to the stage.

I don't know how the original owner fell in love with Xiao Cheng before, and it must be him.

Yu He: "Cross-species comparisons are meaningless."

Su Ye didn't realize what Yu He meant at first, but after thinking about it, he agreed, "You're right."

After the flag-raising ceremony was over, all classes left one after another.

People from the entire middle school were crowded into the teaching building, the scene was a bit chaotic, mixed with the smell of sweat, it was really uncomfortable.

Su Ye simply stood up and quietly waited for the others to finish before leaving.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Cheng, that scumbag, suddenly brought a few people over, and behind him were probably the ministers of various departments of the student union.

Su Ye looked away and looked away.

Xiao Cheng didn't intend to let him go, "Xiao Ye, how are you doing this time? If you have any difficulties, you can come to me."

Su Ye suspected that he was really idle, what kind of wolf with a big tail was he pretending to be in front of him?

He took a step back and pretended not to see Xiao Cheng.

"Xiao Ye, are we already so divided? When you saw me before, you would call me Brother Xiao Cheng."

Su Ye sneered, "Do you have a key?"

Xiao Cheng: "?"

Su Ye said coldly: "One for three yuan, three for ten yuan, would you rather match?"