Sick villain's fall in love

Chapter 65 Young Master Doesn't Like Other People's Smell
She has no connections and doesn't want to be a soy sauce in the entertainment industry, so it's better to study marketing or financial design. After she has accumulated a certain amount of strength, she will start a fashion design company.

In the evening, Bi Xie didn't stay at Wei's house for dinner. After finishing tutoring for Jiang Han, she directly took a taxi back to her rental house.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and Bi Xie and Jiang Han made an appointment for a day off.

During this period of time, Jiang Han performed well, and Wei Danmei specially bought him a few tickets to his favorite singer's concert. Originally, Jiang Han wanted Bi Xie to go with him, but Bi Xie refused.

So Jiang Han called a few good buddies to fly to G City together.

Bi Xie's WeChat reminder sounded non-stop, and Jiang Han took pictures of the huge crowds of people at the concert on his mobile phone, holding countless fluorescent sticks, and the boy's face looked abnormally handsome under the fluorescent lights.

Looking at Bi Xie in the video, Jiang Han beamed and said, "Qin Xiaoxie, if I tell you to come, you won't come, you don't know how hard it is to get tickets for Jay Chou's concert, and the one my mother got is the most expensive ticket in the field." Regional tickets, what are you doing? Such a good opportunity was missed!"

"You will know tomorrow," Bi Xieshen replied mysteriously and cut off the video, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to be busy."

Early the next morning, the Wei family's car was parked on the roadside of the community again.

Bi Xie carried two exquisite boxes and got into the car.

After arriving at Wei's villa smoothly all the way, Song's mother opened the door for Bi Xie, "Come in, it's cold outside, is it freezing?"

Bi Xie's face was flushed, she was wearing a pink scarf, she was not very cold: she smiled, "I came here in Uncle Deng's car, the air conditioner was turned on in the car, so it's not cold at all."

"This is?" Song Ma saw the thing in Bi Xie's hand sharply.

"This is a small gift from me to Jiang and Mr. Wei."

Song Ma grinned and said: "You bother, it looks like a cake, the young master usually likes to eat this, and he ate cakes as a meal when he was a child, is it the young master Jiang who told you?"

Bi Xie smiled and did not deny it.

After a moment of silence, Bi Xie saw that there was no movement on the second floor, and wondered, "Have they gotten up yet?"

Song Ma: "Wait a minute, I'll go up and take a look."

"I'll go, Song Ma." Bi Xie put his schoolbag on the sofa, thinking that Song Ma would take care of the kitchen, so he volunteered to take on the errand.

"This..." Song Ma was a little embarrassed, "Master doesn't like the smell of other people on the second floor."

Bi Xie was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Wei Zhaoye to be obsessed with cleanliness, so he didn't force too much, "Okay, then Mama Song, let's go."

She took out her mobile phone, boarded the game interface to claim the daily login reward, and then took out the physics textbook for the first year of high school from her schoolbag. In just one month, Bi Xie naturally couldn't take all the textbooks for the first and second year of high school. The course is over.

So every time before coming here, she will circle the key points in the book and only talk about the key points.

Jiang Han is very smart. After she finished a question, as long as he understood it thoroughly, he would draw inferences from one instance, and he could see the essence of the question at a glance without even having to practice repeatedly.

Just as Bi Xie opened the textbook, Mama Song's terrified cry came from upstairs, "Young master, young master, what's wrong with you, young master?"

Dazed, Bi Xie looked towards the second floor. Mama Song's screams were panicked, and it seemed that the door was being slammed shut and heavy objects fell to the ground with a bang.

Bi Xie hesitated for two seconds, ran up to the second floor, and immediately saw Song's mother who was so anxious that she was standing outside knocking on the door, "Master, you look very ugly, are you sick, master? Master?" You open the door—"

　Oh, I’m so touched, since I started the book, besides myself, someone gave me a small gift, hahahahahahaha~
　　Inner fluctuations: old tears—laughing up to the sky—add more, must add~
　　(Thanks to my family, Bing Baobao Thirteen, for your Bing Kuo Luo ~ I love you, refill——°)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)