I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 398 No One Taught Him To Love
Running a few laps of the playground is really decompressing, but the price is that your legs are sore and swollen after running.

Seeing Si Zichen walking behind her back for so long, Jiang Chacha grabbed a strand of his hair and looked at it in his hand, the golden streamer shining in the night.

She's been in a bad mood recently, and she's been a bit overeating, and she's been spending retaliatoryly these days, all trying to get good and cheap snacks for others.

She asked guiltily, "Am I really not heavy?"

Si Zichen's depressed mood seemed to only exist in this world for a few seconds, and when he looked up again, there was a warm healing smile on his face, "Why is Miss Butter so fat?"

"..." Jiang Chacha said speechlessly, "Can't you forget about this?"

It's really embarrassing to be called this name, okay...

Si Zichen smiled but said nothing.

He likes to call her Miss Cream.

Because Miss Cream is a secret that only he and she know, and it is his exclusive name for her.

Not long after walking the night road, Jiang Chacha found that Si Zichen gradually stopped, stood where he was, and stopped walking.

Sensing that the atmosphere here was a bit strange, Jiang Chacha seemed to realize something, and looked up on his back.

I saw a figure of a man standing at the gate of the school. He was against the light, and his sky-defying long legs were pulled out into a long shadow. He was leaning against the wall, his jaw raised slightly, and his entire profile was sharply cut by the light. The lines of his nose are high, and his lips are thin, making him appear to be very ruthless.

As if he had discovered the two of them, Wen Huaizhi's refined and ascetic face turned towards them. There was a bit of tenderness in his eyes, but more of a piercing coldness. He only glanced at Si Zi lightly. Chen, more eyes fell on Jiang Chacha.

He just stood there, neither speaking, with a cold face.

I don't know what to be angry about.

Jiang Chacha glanced at him silently.

Si Zichen's bright smile narrowed a bit, his non-aggressive eyes suddenly became wolfish, he frowned, and stared at Wen Huaizhi hostilely.

"I'm not tired anymore, let me down." Jiang Chacha whispered to Si Zichen.

Si Zichen pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and then reluctantly let her down.

His expression was as if a puppy's beloved toy had been snatched away.

So he became even more upset when he saw Wen Huaizhi, and stared at him openly, full of provocation.

Jiang Chacha got off Si Zichen's back, straightened the crumpled clothes, then pretended not to see Wen Huaizhi, turned her head and smiled at him, "Let's go."

Hearing her words, Si Zichen's eyes lit up again, and he followed Jiang Chacha in a twitchy footstep.

When passing by Wen Huaizhi, he triumphantly made a face at Wen Huaizhi.

Wen Huaizhi didn't flinch the whole time.

But when Jiang Chacha passed by him without looking back, his fingers hanging in the air silently retracted, and then tightened.

He didn't know what was wrong either.

I don't know how many days it is today, and she hasn't come to the student union.

He worked from school to evening, the setting sun lit up the office in orange, Wen Huaizhi slowly stopped writing in the orange sunlight, he rolled his eyes and glanced at the seat opposite.

Sitting on the seat was a girl who was looking at the proposal, her head was so bald that she couldn't help biting the tip of her pen. Her slender fingers supported her forehead, and her shiny curly hair slid down her arms under the light.

Sensing his gaze, she raised her head, and when she looked at him, there was a trace of disgust in her eyes, but she couldn't help smiling, and reluctantly called him president.

He turned his eyes sideways, making the corners of his mouth slightly curved where she couldn't see, and when he turned his head back, his expression turned into an arrogant and indifferent expression, and he hummed unhurriedly.

But in the next second, the vivid girl in front of him gradually faded out of his vision, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only an empty and cold chair left.

On the black office chair, only a faint golden afterglow fell.

It was obviously warm in tone, but he felt unusually cold.

Wen Huaizhi put down his pen, but felt that there was a piece missing in his heart, which could not be filled no matter what he did, it was empty, such a gap made him extremely empty, like a house leaking air, and the sound of wind blowing in from the corner in the middle of the night made him unable to sleep peacefully all night.

A layer of frost gradually formed on Wen Huaizhi's handsome face.

When did his feelings for Jiang Chacha change?
Was she the one who had the audacity to deceive him when he was his tutor?

Still on campus?

Even he doesn't know.

He didn't know what this strange emotion represented.

No one taught him.

But he knew that this emotion had completely disrupted his rhythm of life and deviated from his normal emotional direction.

He hates the feeling of being out of control.

Wen Huaizhi's face darkened, and he silently looked at the woman's desktop.

He had to cut off this strange emotion that had just emerged with his own hands.

Even though the woman has been away for several days, the empty office seems to still have the smell of her perfume.

Wen Huaizhi's brows were gloomy, and he gradually stood up. A few minutes later, when he came back to his senses, he found himself standing in front of the woman's table, holding the small decorations on her table in his hand. object.

Her desktop is very girly, and everything on it has left her perfume smell, which smells fragrant.

Wen Huaizhi stroked, his eyes gradually became dark.

Suddenly, someone pushed open the door and walked in.

When Zhang Sichi came in, he found that the chairman's hand seemed to be scalded. He put down the things in hand in a little embarrassment, and then looked over sharply, "What's the matter."

Zhang Sichi was startled by his eyes and tone.

She swallowed, and raised the things in her hand, "I'm here to deliver the planning plan I just made."

Wen Huaizhi restrained his expression, and smiled at her, "Okay, let it go."

Seeing his gentle face, Zhang Sichi's heart beat faster, and he wondered if what he saw just now was an illusion.

Wen Huaizhi watched Minister Zhang leave calmly, and after the door was closed again, he put his hands firmly on the table, fingers hard, and his knuckles turned blue.

He didn't even know what he was doing.

He took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and a mocking smile appeared on his handsome and elegant face.

Annoyed to the point of being uneasy, it was not until seeing her in the library that the out-of-control emotions calmed down a little.

He stood behind the bookshelf, silently staring at the girl not far away through the gap between the books.

She sat by the window, lowered her head and didn't know what she was studying, and she was studying very seriously.

Wearing a student uniform and light makeup, she looks very pure. Her slender legs are crossed, and when she sits there reading a book, she doesn't need to deliberately, her every move has the temperament of a goddess.

If that incident hadn't happened, the picky Wen Huaizhi would still appreciate her face.

However, no matter how clever he was, he would never have thought that she would be behind his back. While working as a tutor for him, she also got close to other men and worked for them.

This slapped him hard, who thought he was special in her heart.

The slap was so loud and piercing that he woke up instantly.

She is great.

Wen Huaizhi stared at her for a while, then sneered.

But at that time, he didn't go away directly, but found a corner that she couldn't find. He looked at her, from the sunset to the nightfall.

When it was completely dark, Wen Huaizhi glanced at her and left.

He wanted to leave directly by car, but when he thought of her going alone at such a late hour, he paused when he got into the car.

He turned his head, crossed the school gate, and looked at the road that was mostly dark even though it was illuminated by street lights.

He didn't know why, but he stayed behind.

During the waiting time, he was thinking about the meaning of his waiting.

At last he heard footsteps along the dark road.

She didn't know when she was with Si Zichen anymore.

Seeing her being carried by Si Zichen and slowly walking out of the darkness, he seemed to have heard the snapping sound of his finger bones.

He was silent, looking at her wordlessly.

After seeing her coming down, he glanced at him lightly, as if he didn't know him, turned his head, talked and smiled at Si Zichen, and then walked past him like a normal person.

Seeing the two of them walking away with a smile, and when he was the only one left in the corner, Wen Huaizhi rolled his eyes, smiled mockingly, stepped forward, and got into a car on the side of the road.

It's just that when he just stepped in, his hand holding the car door tightened suddenly.

(End of this chapter)