The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 297
Just now when they opened the door and came in, the person they were discussing was Song Ye, and the four people who came in together were also the four young masters who drove the road in a luxury car in the morning.

At this moment, Song Ye was kneeling on the bed with one knee, his body was slender and slender, his facial features were exquisite when he turned his head sideways, his skin was a little whiter than the newly painted wall, his pair of deep eyes looked coldly, It seems to be able to see through people in an instant.

For no reason, the three people behind felt guilty for a while.

But the boy walking in the front frowned, and a pair of quiet eyes swept towards Song Ye sharply. Seeing that her things had been placed around, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and then he turned his eyes away, as if in Seeing that on the school road, he ignored him and walked straight to the vacant bed on the left.

Song Ye just paid attention to it, seeing that his roommate was not very friendly, and he didn't go over to make friends with him, so he quietly tidied the sheets by himself.

The three people standing at the door looked at each other, a little overwhelmed by the silent atmosphere of the room.

After a while, the boy with the earphones came over, coughed twice and introduced himself, "You are Ziheng's new roommate, and we will meet each other often from now on. My name is Gu Yitong, and the two over there are Le Mingyu , Fang Ye, we are all Ziheng's friends." The young man was well-behaved and lively, and he took the initiative to introduce the two people by the door, and he couldn't see the embarrassment of talking about Song Ye behind his back.

This person is extroverted and good at communication, but it definitely does not mean that he is friendly, because when he introduces himself, his hands are always in his trouser pockets, his chin is raised in a haughty posture, and his attitude is not considered respect.

"Song Ye." So you came and went, Song Ye didn't lose his smile, and exchanged warm greetings, and simply gave his name, omitting even a word of hello.

Gu Yitong was a little embarrassed, and just didn't know how to pick up the quarrel, Le Mingyu, who had been leaning against the door with his arms folded, snorted coldly, and said, "If you dare to take the right seat by yourself before Ziheng comes, there is no rule at all." I don't understand, who do you want to attract attention by doing such an outstanding thing?" He said contemptuously, his haughty posture was even more arrogant than Gu Yitong's, and he still carried a sinister aura about him.

"Are you the ones who set the rules?" Song Ye tidied up his things, took a set of school uniforms and prepared to go in to change, looking back, he only asked indifferently.

These words caused Le Mingyu to feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. He immediately glared at Song Ye with a look of dread, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I've seen too many people like you."

Song Ye ignored it, the persecution paranoia of rich people is always more serious, she Shi Shiran went to the bathroom with her clothes.

"Stinky boy..." Le Mingyu was ignored, with an indignant face on his face, and felt inexplicably angry.

"Fang Ye, you go back first." At this moment, Meng Ziheng who had been silent all this time finally spoke, but it was not the angry Le Mingyu who called out, but Fang Ye who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses by the door.

"Well, see you downstairs later, let's go first." Fang Ye nodded, with a warm voice and a good-tempered smile, he reached out and grabbed Le Mingyu's back collar and walked out.

Sensing that Meng Ziheng was in a bad mood, Gu Yitong didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran away immediately after saying hello.

Song Ye came out of the bathroom after changing clothes, just in time to meet Meng Ziheng, who stared at her coldly, approaching her with a slight sense of oppression at his 1.8-meter height, and said calmly and coldly, "No matter what your reason is, I advise you to put away your thoughts and stay away from my sight, the farther the better."

Because Song Ye was standing at the end of the bed, the other party approached and blocked her within an inch. The piercing aura from the young man directly made people feel uncomfortable.

Maybe if you were an ordinary girl, facing a tall and handsome man with a strong scholarly scent, even if you were stung for a few words, you would just cry in shame and feel aggrieved with red eyes, and you would not be able to feel any malice against the face in front of you.

But Song Ye is not stupid, sweet, nor is she a little girl with no strength to restrain a chicken. After listening to the other party's words, she subconsciously stood sideways, her shoulder bumped into the other party's chest, and with a little force, she immediately bumped the other party a few steps staggering.

"You..." Meng Ziheng never thought that the other party would make a move, his foot slipped when he backed up, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Don't get in the way." Song Ye lifted his upper and lower eyelids, spit out four words lightly, and didn't care at all about knocking down the person, and finally raised his hand to sweep the shoulder that touched the other person's body.

That movement was as if touching Meng Ziheng was something dirty.

When did Meng Ziheng, the proud son of the Son of Heaven, ever suffer such humiliating treatment? He stood up from the ground, his silent eyes flickered with flickering fire, and finally said with a cold expression: "Don't let me know you You have ulterior motives, otherwise..." He didn't say the latter words, and Song Ye probably guessed that it would not be a good word, but he didn't put it on him at all.

Now in the territory of Shishi, she is already the biggest overlord, and the threat of a rich young master is not enough for her to take it seriously.

However, this collision can be regarded as completely breaking the bridge between the two of them, and the harmonious accommodation life is completely hopeless.

In the morning, freshmen check in, and in the afternoon the military training officially begins.

The hot summer sun is scorching the earth, and the warm wind in the afternoon rushes towards the face with heat. 01:30 is the time when the temperature is the highest, and the playground that should be quiet and empty is full of people's voices.

It was the first day for freshmen to come into contact with their friends. In order to show their enthusiasm for integrating into the group, under the scorching sun above their heads, their young faces smiled brighter than the sun. Before the instructors arrived At that time, there were three or five people in groups, pulling each other together for company.

Song Ye found the place in his class, and attracted many girls screaming and discussing along the way. By the time the class was in line, many men and women had already come up to strike up a conversation. Can't help others' gossip.

However, when they heard Song Ye's self-introduction, some people's expressions became subtle. When they thought of the rumors about the provincial champion, everyone felt a little embarrassed and lost interest, because they had said about Song Ye behind their backs. Bad words.

Afterwards, the much-anticipated luxurious young masters came out, also wearing school uniforms, which had different effects on different people, such as Meng Ziheng and his party of four, who were extravagant and good-looking, and immediately killed a lot of dirt. The scumbag boy has captured the star eyes of countless girls.

Unsurprisingly, Meng Ziheng and Song Ye belonged to the same class. They didn't see each other, but they stood one at the head and the other at the end of a dormitory. The students also surrounded Meng Ziheng in a very tacit understanding. .

(End of this chapter)