out of control wildfire

Chapter 49

Day Mian remembered, and said politely, "Thank you for the blanket."

Hua Yan said, "You and Gu Qingxu are boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Day Mian stood up slightly, showing a defensive posture: "What?"

Hua Yan only revealed half of his words: "Gu Qingxu is not suitable for marriage, my advice is to consider another candidate."

The lines of his face are very clear, not the sharp and clear outline of a man, but he is beautiful, with a smooth oval face, except that the bridge of the nose and brow bone are not as high as a woman's, and the rest are very tall He is a monster, so that he has a feeling of being both shady and sunny. Because he has been in the position for a long time, he is used to seeing these things that rely on marriage to achieve class transition. He sees through all thoughts.

Tian Mian smiled on the surface: "Mr. Hua thinks that I am climbing high and wanting to marry a wealthy family."

Hua Yan was noncommittal, just smiled, but a sentence pierced through like an arrow: "I'm saying that there are still many wealthy families, so you don't need to hang yourself on a tree."

Day Sleep frowned slightly.

Seeing her thinking, Hua Yan didn't hurry to urge her, but lowered his head to light his cigarette, protecting the fire with one hand, and holding a Givenchy lighter in the other hand, which was silver, a bright but not dazzling color.

He lit the cigarette, and the scarlet dot floated in his slender fingertips. The thin and long smoke curled up, took a puff, and looked at her with the cigarette between: "Maybe you think I'm nosy, but after a while you Maybe you understand what I mean."

Day Mian thinks that his eyes look too classy, ​​relaxed and even smiling, with ease, but like a rich man looking at playthings. I don’t know if the so-called Internet celebrities are just toys in the eyes of rich people like them, but he That's what it feels like vaguely.

She smiled politely and distantly: "If you don't work hard, you will always worry. I am a small internet celebrity, so I don't have such a big face."

She flicked her sleeves and left.

Hua Yan looked down at the smoke, with a smile in his eyes.

He has a big temper.

It was exactly the same as when I first met her.

He is defiant, and indeed very capitalistic.

Day sleep is only when Hua Yan farts, and he falls asleep when he returns home.

Waking up the next day had completely forgotten him.

The morning sun floods into the room.

Day Mian carried the laundry basket in one hand and walked to the balcony, just as she was about to stuff the clothes into the washing machine, a small object fell out of the pocket of the nightdress she wore last night with a clang.

She picked it up and found it was the ring.

Gu Qingxu didn't know when she stuffed the ring into her nightgown pocket.

Facing the sun, Zhou Mian put the ring on her ring finger. Facing the bright morning light, she covered the sun with her hand and looked at it against the light.

very suitable.

Tomorrow is Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is the same as Mid-Autumn Festival, full of reunion.

She couldn't help smiling.

After washing her clothes, she rummaged in the bathroom, found a black hair dye cream, and carefully dyed her hair back in front of the mirror.

As soon as I rinsed off the shampoo, I received a message from Mr. Chen from Endless Entertainment, asking if she had time to give his son extra lessons.

Day Mian blows her hair in front of the mirror, thinks about it, and asks Qin Jing first.

After all, some high-level executives hinted at the unspoken rules very cleverly. She didn't know if Mr. Chen had a son, or if he was really a freshman in the Department of Journalism.

Qin Jing was young and had no conflict of interest with that Mr. Chen, so he always told the truth.

Probably because it was a holiday, Qin Jing quickly replied: "This Chen is always the second largest shareholder of Endless. There are almost endless resources at your disposal.”

Daymian's gaze stayed on the sentence that he is still a decent person.

The implication is that Mr. Chen has no other intentions.

Qin Jing was in his third year of high school, and Mr. Chen's son was very reasonable in his freshman year.

Daysleep can only pack up a copy of his various syllabus, especially the syllabus for the freshman professional course exam.

She didn’t even know how to tutor the freshmen at NUS.

The need for counseling for freshmen at NUS is beyond imagination.

Each of them is a top student in exam-oriented education, and even if Daysan is admitted to the Department of Journalism, he can frankly say that he is a leader in exam-oriented education.

When it comes to looking for a tutor in the third year of high school, it is estimated that except for special circumstances, there are not many people in the National University who have never sought a tutor, but this is the first time she has seen a tutor in college.

She packed a lot of materials with a tote, and planned to see what level the young master was.

When she arrived at the address mentioned by Mr. Chen, the servant waited at the entrance and took her all the way in. After swiping her card, she went through several doors before arriving at the door of a room.

The servant pointed to this room.

Day Mian nodded, smiled and said, "Thank you."

The servant left, Day Mian knocked on the door very politely, and a deep voice sounded like an echo: "Come in."

Daymian turned the doorknob, but he didn't expect that entering the door would be a critical blow.

Chen Huai was sitting on the sofa, with a young girl sitting on his lap. He was facing the door. The girl was dressed a little cooler and her back was facing her. The picture did not match his age when he was less than Double Ten.

Zhou Mian immediately felt that something was wrong, but her psychological quality was very good and she said calmly: "It turns out to be you."

She put the tote bag on the desk.

Chen Huai patted the girl's waist: "Go down."

Reluctantly, the girl glared at Day Mian before pulling the doorknob and going out.

Day Mian put the things away, and when she turned her head, Chen Huai suddenly appeared behind her: "Sister, what do you want to teach me?"

He showed white porcelain-like rabbit teeth, and his clean and sunny young face seemed untainted by dust.

Day Mian calmly opened the distance, and said in a gentle tone, "I brought you some materials. I think that even if you are an immigrant in the college entrance examination, you are also a good student with passable grades. Self-study should be no problem."

Chen Huai blinked her little deer eyes, the eyes were clear and swaying, she lowered her head and looked at her seriously: "Can't my sister teach me a little bit? I'm really far behind."

He has a refreshing scent of citrus perfume, which is high-spirited, clean and youthful. The fragrance of rosemary and bitter orange blossoms collide, enveloping you like an embrace when you get close.

Day Mian showed a decent smirk, and rolled his eyes: "You have important things to do, I won't disturb you, I still have a lot of things to do today, if you don't understand, you can ask me next time."

She took out the documents, picked up her bag and wanted to leave.

Chen Huai grabbed her wrist and grabbed her.

Zhou Mian was dragged back, and saw him smiling threateningly, and tilting his head: "Leaving in such a hurry, are you looking for your boyfriend?"

Day Mian calmly said: "Do you know who my boyfriend is?"

However, Chen Huai seemed to have known something for a long time, and smiled innocently: "Your partner when hosting the school celebration?"

Chen Huai's smile looked inexplicably sincere: "He is not suitable for you, change him."

Again.

Of course she wasn't so arrogant that she felt that these men all liked her. It was just a mere meeting. It was more fun to say that she liked her, because she was not from this class, and they could control her affairs by raising their hands.

But they all asked her to change one, as if there was some unknown thunder on Gu Qingxu's body, or she had a grudge with Gu Qingxu.

(End of this chapter)