Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 145 If you give me a peach, I will repay you with a jade pendant!
Night had fallen when Zhao Zixuan returned to Xiaoxiang City.

Since Zhao Zixuan had been informed in advance that Wang Xiaohu would pick him up at the airport, he was not worried about how to get home after getting off the plane.

After walking down the plane gangway, Zhao Zixuan turned on his newly bought iPhone 6 and caught a glimpse of the text message sent by Cheng Yuyan.

The goddesses from Peking University and Tsinghua University always like to use roundabout words. I don’t know who she learned this bad habit from.

Can't you be more straightforward.

For example, wouldn’t it be nice to just send a message saying “Master, I love you”?
There was something like "I intend to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you". If Zhao Zixuan's Chinese grades were not quite good, he would not have been able to figure out the deep meaning of it for a while.

If other losers saw this, they would probably have to search the Internet to understand the deep love and affection between the two.

After careful consideration, Zhao Zixuan also became interested and decided to reply with a literary text message in the same style.

This is called sentiment.

Why does Gao Yuliang like Gao Xiaoqin?

It’s because Gao Xiaoqin is romantic and knows how to please others.

Secretary Gao: Xiao Gao is not an ordinary girl. She has a deep understanding of Ming history, especially the history of the Wanli period.

Zhao Zixuan not only knows how to please the girl, but also understands what emotional value is, so he will not miss this rare opportunity to flirt.

——There is a beautiful person, I never forget her when I see her. If I don’t see her for a day, I miss her like crazy.

As soon as the text message was sent, Zhao Zixuan's phone rang.

He was slightly stunned. He thought it was Cheng Yuyan's gentle call after seeing the text message, but unexpectedly, it was He Jieyu's sweet voice on the other end of the phone.

His desk mate knew his itinerary, and as soon as the call was connected, the voice on the other end was as clear and pleasant as the sound of a spring.

"Brother, have you gotten off the plane? Guess where I am now?"

Zhao Zixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with an inexplicable expectation in his heart, and asked, "What do you mean, you are not going to come to the airport?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

Because He Jieyu basically couldn't go out at night, and the family rules were very strict, and they were not allowed to go out of the house at night, so it was absolutely impossible for her to appear at the airport at this time.

However, what came from the other end of the phone was He Jieyu's smug laughter: "Brother, you are so smart! I wanted to give you a surprise."

Zhao Zixuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his surprise was beyond words: "You really came? How is this possible? Why would your mother let you come out at this time?"

He Jieyu laughed even more cheerfully: "My mom went on a trip, and there was no one at home to take care of me, so I sneaked out. Brother, am I awesome?"

Zhao Zixuan's mood instantly became complicated. Although he was surprised by her arrival, he was more worried.

If she sneaked out, doesn't that mean she doesn't have bodyguards with her?
It's too dangerous for a girl to go out alone at night!
He hurriedly asked, "Where are you now? Where are you in the airport? Stand there and don't move. I'll come to find you right away!"

"I'll wait for you at the airport exit!" He Jieyu was very excited.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Zixuan arrived at the airport gate smoothly, and in front of him appeared a rich lady surrounded by bodyguards.

Seeing the scene and posture surrounding the perfect doll-like rich girl, Zhao Zixuan's heart, which had been hanging in the air all the way, felt a little more at ease.

"elder brother!"

He Jieyu trotted over to greet him and they hugged each other tightly.

Zhao Zixuan wrapped his arms around her soft and slender waist, making her seem rounder.

"Have you gained weight?" he joked.

He Jieyu pouted coquettishly: "No, I've obviously lost weight, but you don't care about me and you don't even know that I've lost weight."

Zhao Zixuan laughed and said, "Maybe I've gained weight. By the way, didn't you say you sneaked out? Why are there so many bodyguards following you? I was worried for nothing. I thought you came to see me alone."

He Jieyu explained: "They caught up with me as soon as I ran out of the house. Later I called my mother and she agreed that I could pick you up at the airport, but I had to be home before ten o'clock."

Zhao Zixuan's heart tightened, and he asked, "Have you ever mentioned me to your mother?"

He Jieyu nodded, as if it was a matter of course: "Yes, I often mention you to my mother, she has known that you are my brother for a long time. Sometimes she will take the initiative to ask about you."

Zhao Zixuan's heart skipped a beat, but then he thought again and felt that it was no big deal.

With so many bodyguards around He Jieyu, her mother probably already knew her whereabouts very clearly, so it's not surprising that she knew of his existence.

The question is, how much did her mother know...

Forget it, a man of integrity has nothing to fear.

Anyway, he has never done anything to let He Jieyu down, so what if her mother knows?
"Good evening, Mr. Zhao."

While the two were talking, familiar faces appeared in front of Zhao Zixuan and greeted him.

Zhao Zixuan looked carefully and saw that the people in front of him were A Zhong and A Xiao.
The bodyguard from Haojiang!
Zhao Zixuan was quite familiar with their Cantonese accents. When he saw that they were old acquaintances, he nodded politely in response.

Afterwards, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Zhao Zixuan and He Jieyu walked towards a black extended Lincoln parked on the side of the road.

This luxury car is particularly eye-catching in the night, like a black beast ready to attack.

Not far away, Wang Xiaohu was watching his boss being surrounded by a group of people, and he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. He once thought that Zhao Zixuan was in trouble.

He almost took out his cell phone to call the police, but he felt relieved after receiving a call from Zhao Zixuan.

After seeing Zhao Zixuan get into the luxury car, Wang Xiaohu also drove the Audi A6 and followed silently behind the luxury car team, keeping an appropriate distance.

The fleet of luxury cars was like a flowing landscape, driving at a constant speed through the city streets.

Inside the Lincoln luxury car, Zhao Zixuan took out a beautifully wrapped gift box from his backpack.

"for you."

He gently placed the gift box in He Jieyu's hand.

A smile of surprise instantly appeared on the young lady's face, and a hint of excitement was revealed in her tone: "Brother, what is this? Is it a gift for me?"

Zhao Zixuan nodded, his eyes full of doting: "You said you don't want a gift, but I think as a brother, I should prepare a special gift for my good sister. Open it quickly and see if she likes it."

He Jieyu couldn't wait to untie the bow on the gift box and opened the lid.

Before my eyes, a blue silk scarf lies quietly in the box, its texture and luster show its high value.

"Wow! This color is so beautiful! Is it a scarf?"

She touched the scarf carefully, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world, afraid that her touch would taint it. Her fingertips gently touched the edge of the scarf, and her eyes flashed with love.

Zhao Zixuan looked at her excitement and smiled: "This is not a valuable gift. If you don't like it, it's okay..." He Jieyu interrupted him hurriedly: "No, I like it very much! Thank you, brother! I have decided to wear it every day in the future. Just like you wear the watch I gave you every day."

Her eyes fell on the Vacheron Constantin watch on Zhao Zixuan's left wrist, and satisfaction and happiness were revealed in her eyes.

Zhao Zixuan smiled and raised the famous watch on his wrist, and said jokingly: "Speaking of which, you are still at a loss. If you give me a famous watch, I can exchange it for countless silk scarves like this. If I change a different one every day, I can have it for the rest of my life."

He Jieyu shook her head and smiled sweetly: "No, to me, this scarf is priceless. Because it is the first gift my brother gave me, I must keep it well."

Zhao Zixuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a knowing smile.

He did consider giving his deskmate a more expensive gift.

However, after much thought, he still couldn't find anything suitable.

He had never been so embarrassed about giving gifts.

After all, my deskmate's family was well-off, so no matter what kind of precious or rare item she wanted, she could seem to get it easily.

It was precisely because of such concerns that Zhao Zixuan was like a person with no sense of direction trapped in a fog, struggling to find a way out.

It was not until yesterday, when he was shopping with Cheng Yuyan, that he accidentally caught a glimpse of the silk scarf hanging on the cabinet in the mall, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.

At that time, he asked Cheng Yuyan whether this scarf was suitable for a little girl. Cheng Yuyan initially shook her head and said it was not suitable, thinking that Zhao Zixuan was going to give the scarf to her.

Later, when I learned that it was a gift for a younger sister, she nodded and said that the scarf was indeed suitable for little girls and was very beautiful.

After getting the taste certification from the goddess from Peking University and Tsinghua University, Zhao Zixuan gladly bought the silk scarf worth three thousand yuan and brought it here from the prosperous imperial capital.

It can be said that the gift is small but the sentiment is profound.

The most important thing is that after He Jieyu saw the scarf, she seemed to really like it.

This is enough.

When He Jieyu saw the scarf, the love in her eyes made Zhao Zixuan feel extremely gratified.

He knew that he had chosen the right gift. This simple gift made He Jieyu happy, which was the result he wanted to see most.

In order to make this gift more perfect, Zhao Zixuan also specially learned several ways to tie a scarf.

of course.

It was also taught by Cheng Yuyan.

At this time, Zhao Zixuan suggested to He Jieyu that he tie the scarf on her to see what the effect would be.

He Jieyu was of course perfectly willing to do so. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her slightly curly hair exuded a natural luster.

Zhao Zixuan gently touched the silky smooth hair. The rich seaweed-like fragrance of the hair filled the air, fascinating, as if it were a precious work of art.

"Why is my sister's hair so beautiful? By the way, what shampoo do you usually use?"

He couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

His hands did not stop moving as he skillfully tied He Jieyu's hair into a high ponytail with a blue scarf wrapped around her head, which added a touch of sweetness to her aura as a rich lady, making her look smart and lively.

After tying her hair, He Jieyu gently took out a mirror, looked at herself in it, and a sweet smile appeared on her face.

She whispered, "I never use shampoo. I always wash my hair with soap. My mother told me that washing my hair this way can reduce dandruff and protect the hair. She always says that most shampoos on the market are not good. If you use them too much, you may become addicted and have side effects. I don't know if she is right, but I always do what she says."

After listening to this, Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but feel very curious about He Jieyu's wealthy mother.

He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of mother could raise such an outstanding and beautiful daughter with such a positive and optimistic personality?

Her mother must also be an optimist who is full of sunshine and intelligence, right?

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but look forward to the day when he would meet her mother.

Afterwards, the two chatted along the way, and before long, the car arrived at its destination.

I looked at the time and it was only eight fifty.

After Zhao Zixuan got out of the car, he waved goodbye to He Jieyu who rolled down the window. The azure silk scarf fluttering in the wind on her head was particularly eye-catching.

watch carefully.

She is so beautiful and sweet!

She is worthy of being the new Wanyan goddess of No. 3 Middle School. The only pity is that she is only sixteen years old.

I wonder how stunningly beautiful she will be at the age of 18?
"Brother, it's nice to see you today. See you at school tomorrow!"

She smiled sweetly, and that intoxicating curve seemed to be able to easily penetrate people's hearts.

"See you tomorrow." Zhao Zixuan smiled and waved, watching the luxurious convoy gradually disappear around the corner.

The next moment, Zhao Zixuan signaled Wang Xiaohu to drive away, and he turned around and prepared to go home.

However, just as he took a step forward, he saw a familiar figure not far away.

He wanted to take a detour, but the other party walked straight towards him.

"Zhao Zixuan, do you hate me that much?"

Under the street light, Song Qiuya was wearing a black windbreaker and had a graceful figure, but her pretty face showed some grievance, some anger, and some complicated emotions. She asked quietly.

Zhao Zixuan glanced at her and said in a cold tone: "It's not that I hate you, I just don't want to waste my time on meaningless people, that's all."

Song Qiuya was a little angry. She ran over and asked, "You said I'm a meaningless person? What do you mean? How can I be meaningless? We have been friends for so many years, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Zixuan didn't want to argue with her, so he just said harshly: "Yeah, I forgot everything, I advise you to forget it too. If you have nothing else, I'm leaving, I have classes tomorrow, bye!"

"you--"

Song Qiuya was so angry that she stomped her feet. She originally wanted to have a good talk with Zhao Zixuan and explain the misunderstanding between them, but if Zhao Zixuan remained so indifferent, she suddenly felt that there was no need for her to continue trying to please him.

"Bye, bye, as if I really care about you. Humph! There are so many people chasing after me, you are not a big deal!"

After saying this angrily, Song Qiuya thought Zhao Zixuan would stop and refute her.

But his steps were firm and quick, without any hesitation, just like a wanderer who was eager to return home.

It was not until his figure completely disappeared around the corner that Song Qiuya, who was standing in the cold wind, began to show a look of grievance. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She did not move for a long time, but tears welled up in her eyes.

Song Qiuya’s inner thoughts: After all, I took it all on my own.

(End of this chapter)