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The girl turned on the faucet and washed her hands. Her soft laughter was mixed with the sound of water, which was quite light. "I think there are few people who don't know the little princess of Hong Kong City. Miss Wen is still very famous in our school."

After listening, Wen Ying didn't have much reaction, "Oh."

The girl introduced herself, "I am also a student at the dance academy. I am one year younger than you. My name is Liu Xu."

Wen Ying nodded and said lightly, "Hello."

She took out a tissue from her bag, wiped her hands, and left.

Liu Xu smiled and followed Wen Ying out of the bathroom. They walked for a while and then separated. There was a folk dance class over there.

At the end of the morning class, the instructor came over and called Wen Ying, "Go to my office."

Wen Ying smiled, "I'll go find you after I change my clothes."

Wen Ying took a quick shower, changed into clothes and headed to the teacher's building.

On the way, I met the girl named Liuxu again.

LiuXu took the initiative to say hello, "Senior, what a coincidence."

Wen Ying smiled lightly and said, "The dance academy is so big, so it's normal to encounter her."

Liu Xu blinked, "Senior, where are you going?"

She has a pair of round, almond-shaped eyes, with the ends of her eyes slightly raised, giving her a girlish innocent look.

Archie said coldly, "You ask too many questions."

Liu Xu stuck out her tongue at him and whispered to Wen Ying, "Senior sister, your bodyguard looks so fierce."

Even though it was quiet, you could actually hear her voice.

Wen Ying looked at the other person and said half-seriously, "Yes, he is indeed fierce. His hands are stained with blood, so don't get too close to him if you have nothing to do."

Liu Xu seemed to be really frightened. She stopped in place, her pupils shrank, and she didn't dare to follow.

Wen Ying's pace was consistent and unaffected. She came to the teacher's building and climbed up the wooden stairs.

Archie followed her a few steps behind her and asked, "Miss, do you want to investigate the girl just now?"

Wen Ying turned around and smiled, "Aqi, you are too smart."

Archie's expression was serious, "Miss, other classmates are not like her, and..."

Wen Ying raised her eyebrows, "Huh? And what?"

Archie paused for a few seconds, "She looks a bit like you."

The so-called top beauty means that if others are somewhat similar to her, they can also be regarded as little beauties.

Wen Ying thought about it carefully and smiled suddenly. No wonder she always felt familiar.

Archie didn't say anything. Although the other party looked similar, the resemblance was only superficial and did not have the charming and bright charm of the young lady at all.

It has its form but no spirit.

Wen Ying didn't seem to be reassured and said, "We are a huge country with a population of more than one billion, but there are always a few people who look alike."

Arriving at the office door, Wen Ying asked Archie to wait outside. After knocking on the door, she walked into the office alone, "Teacher."

The instructor looked over and said, "Sit down, do you want tea or coffee? I have both."

Wen Ying sat on the chair with her phone on her lap, "Thank you, teacher, no need."

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Her mentor worked at the National Dance Theater when she was young, but later quit due to injury, and later came to teach at the dance academy.

Wen Ying said bluntly, "Teacher, I seem to know what my goal is."

"It seems?" The instructor seemed to smile and poured himself a cup of tea without drinking it. "It seems that your goal is not very clear yet."

Wen Ying smiled and said, "That's a little clearer than before, isn't it?"

This soft and beautiful face is indeed charming when she smiles.

A smile, soft and charming.

The instructor couldn't blame her for her bad attitude.

"Okay, then you tell me."

Wen Ying has been praised since she was a child. Whether it is flattery or sincerity, she knows her own bottom line, "I want to develop my career in dance after graduation." In exchange for more than ten seconds of silence from the instructor, "Have you really thought about it?"

Wen Ying affirmed, "Think about it."

The instructor seemed to ask casually, "You don't want to get married anymore?"

Naturally, she had heard about Wen Ying.

But she was just a teacher. Although she was angry with him, she felt that she was not in a position to take care of this student. Mainly, she was not qualified to take care of him.

Wen Ying smiled pure and brightly, with happiness lingering in her eyebrows, "Teacher, I have married myself off, but it does not affect my thoughts and direction."

The instructor stopped moving his hand and said, "Wen Ying..."

Wen Ying's red lips parted slightly, "Teacher, I know what you are thinking. I am still young and have not thought about having children in the past few years."

The mentor swayed several times, but in the end he still refused to bury Wen Ying's talent.

She took out a registration form from the drawer and said, "If you don't come to me, I won't ask you if you want to participate in this competition, but Wen Ying, since you have thought about it, you have to keep going on that path. It’s not fair to anyone to go ahead and give up halfway, do you understand?”

Ten minutes later, Wen Ying came out with the registration form and said, "Let's go."

Archie followed her.

When the phone rang, Wen Ying handed the registration form to Archie, picked up the phone at the same time, and asked before he could speak, "Where have you been?"

"Shanghai."

"one person?"

"Of course alone, what else?"

Wen Ying asked about another matter, "You just ran away. Did your uncle and aunt cut off your funds?"

Huo Xiaolian chuckled casually, "Of course not, my mother can't bear it. Besides, my eldest aunt is happy. She is very happy for me to run away. I'm not afraid of losing my status in the Huo family, understand Yingying."

Judging from his tone, he should be quite carefree and comfortable outside.

The young master is used to living a wealthy life and cannot live a hard life no matter where he is.

Wen Ying asked, "Then when will you come back?"

There was a click, which seemed to be the sound of a lighter lighting a cigarette. Wen Ying heard him say uninhibitedly, "That must be the day when my brother gets married."

"Okay, then if you need anything, come to me anytime."

Huo Xiaolian joked, "You have a family now. If I come to you, won't your Mr. Fu come to trouble me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Another call came in.

Wen Ying glanced at it and said, "I won't tell you anymore. Let's talk about it after you return to Hong Kong City."

After hanging up the phone from Huo Xiaolian, Wen received another call.

"Sister Kangyi."

The other person invited, "Yingying, do you have time now? How about we have lunch together."

Wen Ying responded, "Okay, but I'm still in the dance academy."

"I'll send you the location of the restaurant and I'll pick you up on the way."

"No, I drove."

"Then we'll see you later."

When Wen Ying arrived at the private room of the restaurant, Xu Kangyi was already sitting on the dark brown sofa.

The woman looked over. She had a strong sense of maturity. She was wearing a classic women's suit and black high-heeled shoes. She had the style of an elite female from aristocratic family.

"Yingying."

Wen Ying walked over and sat down.

Although they rarely play together, everyone knows each other, and they are several years apart in age. Kang Yi is more like their eldest sister.

Wen Ying put the bag aside, bent her eyes and smiled, "Sister Kang Yi is so busy, why are you suddenly free to treat me to dinner today?"