Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 37 Drone Sending Love Letters

Mu Zhanchen snorted disdainfully.

Ignoring Mu Ziyang's anger, he said indifferently, "Care never mentioned anyone other than her grandmother, you go to school, I'm going to work."

Mu Ziyang wanted to say a few more words.

But seeing Mu Zhanchen suddenly become alienated and indifferent, as if he had just experienced kidnapping and escaped from death for two years.

He didn't dare to say another word, opened the car door and got out of the car.

Sitting in the car, Mu Zhanchen watched Mu Ziyang's car disappear around the corner in front of him.

He just looked away.

His eyes fell on the newly changed girl portrait screen saver on the phone screen.

"Master Zhan."

Zuo Zhi came to the front of the car and shouted respectfully.

Mu Zhanchen was still looking at the screensaver photo, and said in a cold voice, "Within three days, ask Wen Pinghui to come and beg me."

"Yes, Lord Zhan."

Zuo Zhi's expression froze, his eyes were firm and cold.

Before that, Wen Pinghui always went to ask the second wife.

I thought Lord Zhan didn't know.

……

When Mu Ziyang entered class, Wen Lin had already arrived.

She turned her head, bit her lip, watched him sit down, and then said softly, "Young Master Yang, thank you last night."

Mu Ziyang shook his head faintly. Last night, he only opened a room for her for two nights.

He hesitated, and said, "It's not a solution if you don't go home all the time. Call your dad after school in the afternoon and go home."

Wen Lin's eyes turned red instantly.

Lowering his head, aggrieved and stubborn, "Since the moment I cared about revenge on me, I have no home."

When she said this, she moved her eyes away from Mu Ziyang and looked towards the back door of the classroom.

Mu Ziyang followed and turned around.

Caring just walked in. I don't know if it's because she wears a school uniform like everyone else, or because she's used to it these days.

Mu Ziyang felt that she didn't look as rustic as on the first day.

On the contrary, Caring has a slender figure, exquisite facial features, and a cold and indifferent temperament, which is somewhat similar to his cousin.

Thinking of his cousin, Mu Ziyang's expression suddenly darkened, he snorted disdainfully, and turned around.

A gloomy hatred flashed across Wen Lin's eyes, and she also looked away.

……

Three in the afternoon.

In No. [-] Middle School, senior three students were arranged according to class and sat neatly on the playground.

The head teacher of each class sits with the class.

Geng Zhi sat next to Caring.

Vice President Chen Liang presided over the lecture. After the beginning of the speech, Professor Ren, who is in his 50s, was invited to the stage by warm applause.

Wen Lin and Qiu Lingling looked at each other, then turned to look at Wang Yiyang who was sitting behind Caring.

Because the seats are not arranged according to the class.

Shi Yuan sat on the other side who cared, and there was only one girl between them, Qiu Lingling and Wen Lin.

Wang Yiyang and Mu Ziyang sat behind Guan Guan and Shi Yuan.

Facing Shang Qiu Lingling's eyes, he raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Qiu Lingling also smiled before turning her head away.

On the stage.

The content of Professor Ren's speech was very inspiring.

But not all students listened carefully.

I didn't care about it and didn't listen. Today's cloudy weather, coupled with the cool wind, makes people want to doze off.

She was just about to lower her head and close her eyes to rest for a while when her phone vibrated.

Shi Yuan lowered his head, ignored Lao Geng sitting next to her, and whispered to Guan Guan, "Sister Xin, let's have dinner together tonight."

"No time."

Caring about it without even looking at Shi Yuan, he unlocked the phone and checked the information.

Shi Yuan asked unhappily when he was rejected, "Why don't you have time? You are not the kind of academic master who immerses himself in studying hard. Let's have hot pot together at night. I invite you."

"I have an appointment with someone."

"Who?"

"..."

The caring gaze stayed on his face for two seconds. This comparison made Mu Zhanchen's perfect appearance and noble temperament even more apparent.

Really, it is a rare good-looking one that cannot be faulted.

Shake his head.

She looked down at the private message sent on Weibo, but Shi Yuan didn't know that in this moment, he had been reduced to scum in seconds.

The hamster wants to lose weight, [How many people has Wen Pinghui offended, sister Xin, you don't need to do anything, Wen's game will be over soon. 】

Concern, [Who is the other party? 】

The hamster wants to lose weight, [I don't know, it seems to be the Mu family. 】

Caring lost in thought.

On the stage, Professor Ren gave a wonderful speech.

A drone flew into the school, flew to the sky above Professor Ren's head with a clear goal, and then dropped an object.

Some students shouted, "The drone dropped something."

"Professor Ren, be careful."

Several students and teachers in the front row rushed to the stage at the same time, and Wang Yiyang also rushed to the stage immediately.

Chen Liang quickly caught the falling math book.

In the book, a letter fell out.

There are a few words written by Professor Ren himself.

"Professor Ren, this is a letter for you."

While Chen Liang breathed a sigh of relief, an unnatural smile appeared on his face.

It's not a dangerous item, but it delivers letters when the professor is giving a lecture.

What the hell is this.

He took a breath and explained to the student who sent the letter, "It may be that some student who admires you dare not write to you face to face, so he came up with such a method. I'm really sorry for scaring you just now."

"Vice-principal, let me see who gave it to Professor Ren."

Before Professor Ren reached out to accept the letter, Wang Yiyang stepped forward and snatched the letter from the vice principal's hand, opened it in twos and took out the letterhead inside.

Chen Liang's expression changed, and he sternly stopped, "Wang Yiyang, what are you doing, return the letter to Professor Ren quickly."

So rude.

Wang Yiyang smiled, "Vice principal, let me read this classmate to Professor Ren. Professor Ren, this is written to you by a classmate in our school. I can read it for you, is that okay?"

Professor Ren nodded indifferently.

He gave speeches at other schools before, and some enthusiastic students sent flowers and gifts.

But with this kind of drone, this is the first time.

Everyone looked expectantly at the letterhead in Wang Yiyang's hand, it was pink, and they knew it was written by a girl.

Shi Yuan said cynically, "Sister Xin, what do you think was written in that letter?"

Shaking his head indifferently.

Not interested in letters.

Wang Yiyang cleared his throat and began to read:

"Dear Professor Ren, hello.

I fell in love with you from the first time I heard your name.

I know you have a family and children.

But I can't control my love for you, I'm not a virgin anyway, as long as you are with me, I can be your mistress regardless of status. "

……

[Lying grass, who the hell is so shameless. 】

[It really simply limits my imagination. 】

The pot suddenly exploded under the stage.

Shi Yuan also opened his eyes wide in astonishment, while staring at Wang Yiyang who was reading a love letter on the stage, he said to Caring next to him, "Sister Xin, did you hear that? Lying grass, which woman is so..."

"Wang Yiyang, what the hell are you talking about?"

Shi Yuan's voice was drowned out by the roar of the vice principal on stage.

Wang Yiyang trembled in fright, and the letter in his hand fell to the vice principal's feet.

He gave Wang Yiyang a hard look, and bent down to pick it up.

The text has been read by Wang Yiyang.

Seeing the signature at the end, Chen Liang raised his head angrily, and shot his gaze towards the audience like a sharp arrow.

"Vice principal, which student wrote this?"

asked the teacher who was near.

More people followed Chen Liang and looked at Class Three.

The teacher couldn't wait for Chen Liang's answer, so he looked directly at the letter in his hand, and then read out, "Those who love you, Class [-], Grade [-], care. *Year*Month*Day."

instant.

Concern became the focus of the audience.

(End of this chapter)