deliberate kiss

Chapter 63 The circle is too high
Beside him, Ge Jingcheng's friend Song Wei saw that Ge Jingcheng had been staring at Cheng Weiyue, "tsk", and teased in a low voice with a half-smile: "Brother Cheng, I didn't say that, this kind of distaste for poverty Girls who love riches, no matter how good-looking they are, it doesn't matter!"

Everyone in the world is like this. Once they see a person who was originally standing on the cloud get stained, they will scramble to step forward a few times, as if this can show how righteous and awe-inspiring they are.

No matter how good Cheng Weiyue's image is in the eyes of her classmates, the harm of this pot of dirty water will be as great.

Hearing Song Wei's words, Ge Jingcheng struggled across his eyes, his handsome face was a bit ferocious: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense? There are all the witnesses on the forum, so you still can't see clearly enough?" Song Wei glanced at Cheng Weiyue's fair side face, swallowed calmly, and said, "But I If I had money, I would also like to keep her."

Ge Jingcheng was angry and angry when he heard it, and suppressed his anger: "Stop talking."

"Brother Cheng, don't you feel distressed?" Song Wei sneered, and the contempt in his eyes only increased a lot: "What's so distressing about this kind of woman? You told us yesterday that there is another rich man The man is chasing her."

The veins on Ge Jingcheng's forehead twitched.

And Song Wei made a conclusion as a matter of course: "If you ask me, this is probably not a suitor, but Cheng Weiyue's next benefactor."

The sound of tables and chairs being overturned came from the corner of the classroom, and at the same time, Song Wei screamed: "Ge Jingcheng, are you fucking sick! Why are you beating me!"

Everyone looked back at the same time, and saw Ge Jingcheng pressing Song Wei to the ground, punching Song Wei harder and harder, and punching him in the face.

The deep sound of fists and fists mixed with Song Wei's screams echoed in the classroom.

"Two students in the back row, don't pick quarrels in class! Otherwise, I'll ask the Academic Affairs Office to punish you!" The professor who was teaching on the podium was stunned for a long time, and while slamming the table hard to stop the commotion, he warned in a deep voice.

Seeing that Ge Jingcheng still didn't stop, the old professor's gray beard cocked up in anger.

It wasn't until the boys in the class realized that Ge Jingcheng was dragged away by five or six people. Song Wei was lying on the ground with nosebleeds spilling on his face, looking terribly frightening.

"You fucking Ge Jingcheng!" Song Wei couldn't help cursing because his breath was unsteady: "You wait for me, this matter is never over!"

"Don't stop talking, I'll take you to the infirmary." A boy acted as a mediator and peacemaker.

"Jing Cheng, your hand is also injured, why don't you go together?" said the sharp-eyed boy.

Ge Jingcheng glanced at his palm, just now when he threw Song Wei to the ground, he moved so violently that his hand wiped the floor and scratched a piece of flesh and blood, which was a bit scary.

He looked back nonchalantly and said it was all right, very indifferent.

Everyone saw that Song Wei's injuries were more serious, so they didn't push too much.

They finally waited for those boys to take Song Wei away before everyone dared to let go of Ge Jingcheng.

It just so happened that the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Seeing that the matter was over, the professor didn't think about making a fuss.

After all, they are all senior students, and they graduated with a bad punishment on their backs, so they sorted out the lesson plans and left with the mentality that more things are worse than less things.

Everyone dispersed, Ge Jingcheng stood motionless, looking at Cheng Weiyue's back.

She was looking through something in her bag with her head down, probably packing her textbooks.

She never turned her back, as if the drama had nothing to do with her at all.

That's right, she wasn't her own in the first place, and she didn't know why he fought, so there was no need to turn her head to look at herself.

Thinking like this, but the bitterness in my heart is not a little bit.

But Cheng Weiyue who was in sight suddenly got up and walked towards her step by step.

Ge Jingcheng was a little at a loss and stood stiffly.

The light of the morning sun should be really beautiful today, otherwise he watched Cheng Weiyue walking towards him step by step, how could he feel that he couldn't even breathe.

In Cheng Weiyue's hand was a spray of Yunnan Baiyao, and she handed Yunnan Baiyao to the silent boy.

"You spray this medicine, it can stop the bleeding."

Ge Jingcheng rolled his Adam's apple quickly, and carefully took the medicine that Cheng Weiyue handed over.

His voice was hoarse: "Thank you."

"I just heard Song Wei calling my name." Cheng Weiyue paused, looked up at him, and said in a serious tone, "Thank you for helping me, but...don't do this next time, violence won't solve the problem."

She has always spoken softly, without aggression, which makes people very protective.

Ge Jingcheng's heart shivered, and he felt an indescribable urgency. He said in a hoarse voice: "Wei Yue, I'm willing to protect you. That circle is too high for ordinary people to approach. I'm afraid you will get hurt."

Cheng Weiyue didn't want to discuss this issue in public, so it happened that Li Die and the others had packed up their things and came over, so they just smiled at Ge Jingcheng and walked away.

It is inevitable that some people will look at Cheng Weiyue a few times on the road, but Cheng Weiyue doesn't care, but Li Die, who wants to goug them to death with their eyes.

Cheng Weiyue gently took Li Die's hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, let them watch if they want."

Li Die frowned, calmed down a little, and couldn't help muttering: "It's all Zhao Hanchen's fault, that photo must have been taken by Zhao Hanchen's friends."

Cheng Weiyue's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't say anything.

It's not surprising that he and Zhao Hanshen broke up so ugly that the people around him want to take revenge on him.

Nothing, innocuous people, innocuous opinions.

She doesn't care.

The preparatory bell rang again, and Cheng Weiyue followed the flow of people into the new classroom
Zhou's old house.

Zhou Jingwei handed the suit jacket to the butler at the side, took the national uniform from his hand and put it on.

The Zhou family has a custom of changing clothes and burning incense before entering the ancestral hall.

Two hours later, when Zhou Jingwei walked into the ancestral hall, both Zhou Bingquan and Zhou Siheng were there.

His eyes fell lightly on the two of them, and he sat down opposite Zhou Siheng.

"Hello, cousin." Zhou Siheng said in a flat tone, and coughed lightly after shouting, his face flushed sickly.

For so many years, Zhou Siheng's health didn't seem to be getting better.It is said that it is the root of the disease that fell from the mother's womb.

Zhou Bingquan is 60 years old this year, but he is well-maintained. He looks like he is only in his early 40s. He has a gentle and elegant face, only the eyebrows are clearly outlined, showing a bit of sharpness.

Zhou Jingwei nodded towards him, and said in a calm tone, "Dad."

After seeing Zhou Jingwei, Zhou Bingquan felt much better, and his tone was much calmer than that on the phone just now: "What have you been busy with since you returned to Jingcheng?"

"About the office." Zhou Jingwei said concisely.

(End of this chapter)