I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Jiang Chacha knew that she was no match for Wen Huaizhi in fighting wits, and she didn't have any skills, so she just liked to show off her tongue.

She likes to provoke Wen Huaizhi with words.

Because apart from this, she really has no other way to stimulate the man in front of her.

Wen Huaizhi looked at her and suddenly smiled.

Whenever he smiled at himself like this, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses narrowed into intriguing slits, Jiang Chacha knew that his death was imminent.

Sure enough, the man who was still smiling softly just now changed his face instantly, lifted her by the collar, and threw her out coldly.

Jiang Chacha felt that menstruating women were more emotionally stable than him.

She also felt that Wen Huaizhi's temper was more capricious than before.

Whenever he talked about similar topics, he looked at her with very cold eyes, like the light and warm spring fading away, the river surface was covered with late winter snow foam, cold and desolate, and finally condensed into a glacier.

He lost his patience, and no longer showed a perfect and meticulous expression on his face, but had a gloomy face, telling her to roll as far as she could.

Tsk, it's getting more and more cloudy and uncertain.

There is still an hour before get off work.

Since she finds her annoying, she is also happy to be at ease, and she doesn't have to act like a tutor to give him homework, because it needs to use her brain.

The weather is getting cooler, Jiang Chacha added a coat to herself today.

She walks in the courtyard of their house.

The Wen family's mansion is very large and empty.

The large sea of ​​roses in front of the white villa, which bloomed in May and June, has long since withered. In the cold and steep autumn, only dark green and gray leaves are left to resist the cold wind. Because I have seen its vigorous flowering period, ginger No matter how you look at it, Chacha feels that it is very desolate.

After watching it for a long time, it is still a bit depressing.

Jiang Chacha frowned, turned her head, and looked at the first floor of Wen Huaizhi's study.

In front of the window of the dome, a figure of Yuli can be vaguely seen.

He was still reading, looking at some esoteric books.

If Mrs. Wen first found him an English tutor, he was not perfect in every subject.Now, then, he is perfect and invincible.

His current English score is only a few points away from the perfect score every time.

And later, it was just a pretense to let her, a half-baked English tutor, go to tutor him.

His outstanding grades are astonishing, his IQ is far behind others, and he was born to stand at the top of the pyramid.

But Jiang Chacha still didn't understand why he worked so hard.

Even though she hated his hypocrisy, she could not deny that Wen Huaizhi was impeccably perfect in all aspects.

As a student, he was the number one in his grade, and he was still in the noble private school where Phoenix ranked number one in the whole country.Not only did he have excellent grades, but he also won many awards at home and abroad. The various media rushed to report on him, and his figure appeared in the news from time to time. He is a genius student, like the moon, Can only hang high in the clouds.

As the president of the student council, he is an excellent leader, the people under him trust him, the students respect him, and he can take care of both his studies and the trivial affairs of the student union in an orderly manner, and he is well organized.

He really is a genius.

Depending on the situation, with his aura and grades, he can be directly admitted to the best university in China without taking the college entrance examination, or he can go abroad to study in a top or second international prestigious school.

According to the life trajectory of a nobleman like Wen Huaizhi, their direction has been decided since birth.She guessed that Wen Huaizhi would choose the latter in the future.

Their future is bright, that is the real starlight road, unlike ordinary people who say that they have a bright future and can only live an ordinary life in a daze, that is really not casual talk, as long as they want, they can have all the abilities Something that money can buy.

They have resources beyond the reach of ordinary children since they were born. They can study abroad, go to the best international schools, and then come back to inherit the family property. From the moment they were born, they had the best destiny and a good hand.

So Jiang Chacha still couldn't understand why Wen Huaizhi worked so hard, why he lived so tiredly.

Yes, from the first day she knew Wen Huaizhi, she discovered that he is a super perverted workaholic, he has perverted self-control, as long as he sees her, he will always be perfect He has a dignified pair of eyes, and there is a reserved silence inside. Every time I see him, he is either studying by himself or busy with the affairs of the student union.

Just like now, no matter how gloomy his mood is, that figure will still appear in front of the window unshakably, guarding the square desk.

He is like an old clock in an old mansion. No matter how many times you come back, when you come back, he is still walking the pointer on the corner day and night.

Jiang Chacha didn't find anything strange at first.

But as the days went by, she suddenly realized one day that Wen Huaizhi didn't seem to have stopped to rest.

The most obvious break was just talking to her with a smile when she was a part-time tutor. Apart from that, he was still playing the role of the genius student bully on the news, dazzling and unattainable.

But this is too strange.

Always thought he was a fake.

She always wondered, is there really such a perfect person in the world?
He can easily go to the best university, and he can reach it with his hands, and people line up to offer him an olive branch. Everything he wants is easily within his reach.

So why doesn't he stop and rest?Why push yourself so hard?
Jiang Chacha couldn't figure it out.

Thinking about it, she suddenly remembered the bruises and scars on his face that she had glimpsed that day.

That slap was really hard, like hitting an animal, without saying a word about old feelings, it made his gentle and proud face tilt sideways, and the thin gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were all crooked Yes, he let out a sigh of relief, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

She hid in a dimly lit corner, and because she accidentally peeped into his secret, her heartbeat accelerated, her palms were wet, and her fingers seemed to dig into the wall bit by bit, so she hid in a small corner, peeping through his secret.

Because I've never seen him like this before.

He stood for a long time.

Just when her heart was still beating because of the sudden peek, the cold and tense jaw moved slightly, and he looked over silently. In the extremely dark corridor, he silently threw her A cold-blooded and quiet look.

How to form such eyes?
Like the silence after an avalanche.

All I know is that those pupils are very dark, and their eyes seem to have penetrating power. Just one glance can envelop her soul from head to toe.

At that glance, her scalp tingled.

Let Wen Huaizhi's stereotyped impression of her be torn apart a little bit of breathing space.

With a bang, the glass door of the balcony in front of me was pulled open.

"What are you thinking."

Ginger Chacha regained consciousness.

She saw the boy who was studying by himself in front of the window of the study, who did not know when he appeared in front of her.

After he finished opening the balcony door, he stood there, looking at her with a pair of snow-like eyes.

In addition to appearing in social occasions, he will dress a little more flamboyantly, at home, he dresses very simply.

For example, right now, in twenty-degree weather, he is wearing a solid black T-shirt.

There are no letters or patterns, it is clean and spotless, the only thing is pure black.But it brightens his complexion, he is already white, and the black clothes will only make him look more desolate and cold.

He frowned, and when he frowned at her, he really looked like the lonely and calm Xueba Ceiling in the novel.

Without even thinking about it, Jiang Chacha blurted out, "I'm thinking of you."

But after she finished speaking, she reacted.

The air was also quiet for a few seconds.