After time travel, I became the first richest woman in Lizhao

Chapter 19
Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but look back at the bamboo curtain behind her several times, but she couldn't see anything.

She involuntarily turned her body to one side, in order to be ready to face him face to face at any time.

But she rested her chin with her hand, and lowered her head quickly if he saw it.

She lay on the table and stared at the bamboo curtain opposite for a long time, expecting any movement from the opposite side, but there were only occasional paper sounds.

Zhao Linger frowned.

"Oh, I'm Zhao Ling'er, what am I afraid of!" Thinking of this, Zhao Linger suddenly stood up and slapped the table, what am I afraid of!He is not a tiger!

Zhao Linger opened the bamboo curtain and walked to the door of the cubicle where the boy was.

He paused for a second, forcing himself to calm down.

She opened the bamboo curtain.

The boy turned his head naturally and looked at her.

Zhao Ling'er suddenly felt her face burning hot.

"Can you lend me a piece of paper?" Zhao Linger looked at the stack of papers in front of the boy, and then at the boy.

The boy took out one from the bottom and handed it to Zhao Linger.

His fingers were long and his hands were whiter than his face.

Zhao Linger took the paper and took two steps towards him, staring at the book in front of him.

"Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng, Wang Bo's article." Zhao Linger said to herself.

The young man froze for a moment, nodded, and said a word softly: "En".

The sound is crisp.

Zhao Linger's heart trembled.

Zhao Ling'er looked at the young man's clean and tidy handwriting, and read: "The sunset and the lone bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. I like this sentence the most!"

The boy didn't speak.

Zhao Linger said: "I haven't read this article for a long time. How about sending me a copy after you finish copying it?"

Zhao Linger looked at the boy.

The boy's face turned red.

"Oh, no, no, wait for me, I'll bring my paper and pen, and copy it with you." Before the boy could speak, Zhao Ling'er turned and went back to her cubicle and hurriedly took all her pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the boy's table.

She and the boy knelt side by side, holding a piece of paper that the boy had written in front of him, and copied it without waiting for the boy to say anything.

The boy looked at her, didn't say anything, and picked up a pen to continue copying his article.

Zhao Ling'er stopped the pen in her hand and looked at him openly.

The boy also put down his pen, looked at Zhao Linger, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Linger quickly turned around with a smile, picked up the pen again, and continued to copy.

Seeing that the young man had almost finished copying and she had just started, Zhao Ling'er couldn't help speeding up, so the writing became more and more flamboyant.

Just as Zhao Linger was writing furiously, the young man gently pushed the article he had copied in front of Zhao Linger and said, "I'll give you this."

Zhao Ling'er took a sip of the tea in front of her, stopped the pen in her hand, and brought his papers in front of her.

The boy closed the book, stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, he packed up his things, turned and left.

Zhao Linger froze in place, looking at what he just wrote, ah!Forgot to ask his name!

She ran out in a hurry, but the boy had disappeared.

Zhao Ling'er returned to the cubicle where the young man was just now with a sense of loss, and knelt where he was just now, it seemed that his smell still lingered in the space.

What is his name?Where do you live?What do you do?

Zhao Ling'er didn't know anything.

The waiter came in to clean up, and Zhao Linger returned to her cubicle, packed her things and walked out of the teahouse.

After taking a breath of fresh air, Zhao Linger finally recovered.

After thinking about it just now, she found that the most important thing is for Lin Wan'er to make the clothes quickly.Otherwise, she has nothing to prove, so how can she persuade Chen Yuanyuan?
Seeing that it was getting dark, she suddenly remembered that she had to pick up A Yao.

Hastily called a carriage to the private school.

I heard the sound of reading aloud from afar.

"If you don't learn, it's not suitable. If you don't learn when you're young, why are you old..." Hearing A Yao's distinctive voice, Zhao Linger smiled.

It’s still a little too little to just learn from my husband!After a while, I will take A Yao to buy a few more books, and if time permits, I will take her to see Li Heng.

Zhao Ling'er was thinking silently in her heart.

School is finally over.

A Yao happily ran towards Zhao Linger.

Zhao Linger picked her up and asked her if she was hungry.

A Yao pouted and said, "My stomach has been growling for a long time. Everyone else has snacks, but I don't."

Zhao Linger just wanted to comfort her, but Ayao continued, "But I ate all of Li Zimo's snacks!"

Zhao Linger frowned: "Ayao, you can't bully your classmates! You are called private school bullying!"

A Yao shook her head and said, "I didn't bully him! He let me eat it on his own initiative! He said that as long as I like it, he will bring it to me every day from now on!"

tsk tsk!
Someone is chasing such a small doll!

Zhao Linger curled her lips, and then thought of that boy again.

The moment he looked up at himself in the sun seemed to be frozen in time, and it was imprinted in Zhao Linger's mind like a photo.

"Sister will take you to buy a few books first, and then take you to find brother, okay?" Zhao Linger said to A Yao.

"See brother? Okay, okay! I'm going to find brother! I'm going to find brother!" A Yao became excited in an instant, dancing on the carriage.

"Ayao, be good! After seeing your brother, go home and sleep with your sister obediently. Don't disturb your brother's work, you know?" Zhao Linger told Ayao.

"En." A Yao nodded half understanding.

(End of this chapter)