Domineering president, forgive me

Xiang Qing took the newspaper and crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can. He gritted his teeth: "don't do anything!"

Jiang Yuanzhou is the dream lover and ideal husband of all women. How can Xiangyang be cheap in vain? Absolutely not!

"OK, I'll listen to you." Yuan Jiaojiao flattered, "let's go to class."

Xiang Qing said "um" and let yuan Jiaojiao hold her arm. The chill of resentment on her face gradually subsided. When she arrived in the classroom, she became a well-known gentle appearance.

This way, Xiang Yang was pulled out of the classroom by Xu Di before he sat down in the classroom.

"Why do you look at me like this?" Xiangyang avoided Xu Di's examination and sat on the steps of the playground with his fingers twisted at the hem of his clothes.

Xu Di poked his finger at Xiangyang and snorted coldly, "who is the man who drives Maybach today? Aren't you going to explain? "

"I don't know." To be honest, Xiang Yang only knew one name, and then he stayed together very Oolong last night. Should he not know it?

Moreover, she hasn't thought of how to tell Xu Di that there were things in the newspaper last night. It's really complicated to make it clear. She wouldn't believe that nothing happened.

"I won't rob you, and I'm afraid you'll be cheated away by the big gray wolf."

Xiangyang took a smoke from the corner of his mouth and sighed: "something really happened, just..."

"Jingling jingling -"

The crisp cell phone ring interrupted Xiangyang's words. She took out her cell phone and called Zhenyu. Xu Di glanced and closed her mouth.

"What?" Xiang Yang was surprised, his face suddenly changed, his fingers fiddled with the embroidery on his skirt, and then everything Xiang Zhenyu said flashed in her mind.

"You must come." Xiang Zhenyu asked again.

Xiangyang's face was normal and whispered, "I have to have class in the afternoon."

Xu Di looked at Xiangyang suspiciously. There was no class in the afternoon. Yangyang was lying, but with Xiangyang's warning eyes, she quickly made a tape action on her mouth.

"I'll ask your counselor for leave at 4:30 p.m. at the lacrosse hotel."

"That's your business. Just go. Why do you want me to go!" Xiangyang's body was suddenly raised and his eyes were red, "I said I had to go to class..."

"You must go!"

The phone suddenly hung up. Xiang Yang trembled and wanted to drop his mobile phone angrily. Xu Di intercepted her and pulled her to sit down: "good, what do you do with it."

"No... nothing."

Xiangyang fell back to his chair. The fog in his two beautiful eyes and the sharp pain in his heart.

Xu Di knows Xiang Yang's mind. She doesn't want to say now. She doesn't ask much. She stretches out her arm to hold her friend and whispers, "don't go if you don't want to go. Shall I accompany you to play games?"

The cool wind blew and poured into the clothes. It was chilly. Xiangyang hugged his knees tightly. I knew there would be this day, but I was still so sad?

She despised herself silently in her heart.

Xiangyang, you really have no conscience. No matter how bad Qin Sirong is to you, Xiang Qing always regards you as his sister. How can you like people you shouldn't like, how can you play a small game, lie to your father, and don't go to the hotel to participate in their major events to be discussed?

"Yang Yang, are you okay?" Xu Di gently touched her shoulder, "you talk, don't hold it like this."

Xiang Yang took a deep breath and wiped his eyes. "They're getting engaged."