The wealthy and the cold are chasing love: the cute little wife

Chapter 8

But not far away, as long as you walk a few steps, you can see that the thoughts that have been suppressed for seven years are rushing like a flood.

The campus gate was getting closer and closer, and her footsteps became slower and slower, and finally stopped.

She stood there in a daze for a long time, her eyes hurt and tangled.

Suddenly a sentence came into my mind, heaven and earth, never to meet each other.

With cold sweat dripping down his back, he gritted his teeth, turned his head and walked out.

It is better to miss each other than to meet each other. If the words are exhausted, what else can we meet?

Seeing that she was about to leave the campus, a familiar voice pinned her firmly to the door, unable to move.

She turned her head foolishly, and saw a handsome, tall and noble man appearing on the big electronic screen at the door, with resolute thick eyebrows, a tall nose, sharp eyes, a handsome face carved out by a knife, and an elegant and noble temperament, Attracting the attention of countless young girls, there were frequent deafening cheers.

Seven years ago, the slightly youthful face was now mature and steady, as indifferent as ice, as immovable as a mountain, and the indifference that was difficult to get close to added a touch of extravagance.

Sway freely in the arena, high-spirited, dignified and extraordinary, very leadership style.

She couldn't hear anything, she just stared at that familiar yet unfamiliar face obsessively, how are you going to be after a long absence?

In the past, they were inseparable, laughing and cursing, and doing everything.

Now it is close at hand, but dare not touch it, dare not approach it.

The feeling of being close to the hometown is timid, the feeling is uncontrollable, the pain is unspeakable, so I can only look up silently.

After the speech, the audience stood up and applauded warmly.

The free question time was arranged below, with a timer of 5 minutes, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly enthusiastic.

The students asked tricky and weird questions, but Han Shaozhe looked indifferent, as if there was nothing in the world that troubled him. He gave concise, clear and powerful answers, witty and elegant, and his graceful demeanor attracted a lot of boys and girls.

A boy jumped up, "Mr. Han, you are busy with business and mundane affairs, why would you want to visit the University of London?"

Her heart skipped a beat, and she held her breath and listened.

He was silent for a few seconds before raising his eyebrows, "Of course it is the long history and profound atmosphere of this university that deeply attracted me. It would be a pity not to come to the famous London University, but I don't want to I have regrets."

The applause sounded like thunder, deafening.

A girl raised her hand high, "Mr. Han, can I ask a personal question, I heard that you have a beautiful fiancee, do you love her very much?"

Han Shaozhe glanced at her casually, his deep eyes moved slightly, and his emotions were difficult to understand, "Of course."

Danqing's heart ached, her eyes were red, but she habitually showed a bright smile, stared deeply for two seconds, then turned and left silently.

This time without hesitation, he walked steadily.

So close to each other, passing by each other, cherishing each other, maybe this is the best result.

The girl on the screen is still asking questions endlessly, and the public is extremely eager about the celebrity's private life, especially the relationship.

"What a lucky woman, is your fiancée your first love?"

Han Shaozhe's eyes flashed, and he shook his head slightly, "No."

No one was surprised by the expected answer. How can there be a beautiful fairy tale that only loves one person in a lifetime these days? The girl blinked her eyes curiously, "Then what kind of girl is your first love?"

Han Shaozhe's expression froze, his eyes fell on an unknown place, his eyes were deep and lonely, and he sighed faintly, "It looks cute and innocent and fragile, but it is as tough as weeds."

(End of this chapter)