Master Spoils His Wife To The Extreme

The monitor was very enthusiastic, but his enthusiasm hurt Ziyan.

Zhuo Weiting saw Ziyan and a big boy pulling at the roadside from a distance, and drove the car to the roadside with a black face.

"Get in the car."

Ziyan was stunned and got on the bus silently.

"Who is that boy?"

Zhuo Weiting doesn't want to say ugly words. It's only the first day of school. How can she seduce men.

"It's the monitor. When he saw me alone on the roadside, he thought I didn't know how to take a car."

Ziyan explained naturally.

"Listen, I don't want to hear anything about your unruly behavior at school. If I can't come in the future, I'll let Lao Wang pick you up."

Zhuo Weiting coldly warns Ziyan. Ziyan just bows her head and says yes.

Zhuo Weiting sent Ziyan to school the next morning, but she didn't dare to mention the meal card when she came home.

So she was hungry again at noon.

"Zhuo Ziyan, are you losing weight? Why don't you eat at noon?"

The monitor didn't ask for trouble this time, but he spoke obviously with contempt, perhaps because he saw Zhuo Weiting's car yesterday.

"Yes."

Ziyan was worried about how to do it. He made an excuse for her. Of course, she was willing to nod.

"I remember seeing you in the newspaper during the summer vacation. Is your surname song or Zhuo?"

"My last name is Zhuo."

Ziyan bowed her head, as if afraid of being recognized.

She knew what they were talking about, that is, the summer newspapers, especially the one that Zhuo Weiting published with a million dollar reward.

"Be careful, old Ben. She's a famous flower owner."

No matter how Ziyan avoided it, someone said it.

"It's strange to say that schools prohibit students from getting married. Why do they let married women join classes?"

The woman who spoke this time had a sharp voice and was obviously jealous.

"You're so stupid. In this world, money can make ghosts grind. TNS is a big enterprise listed in the United States and one of the world's top 500. The president of this big enterprise is the husband of our new classmate. If you want to enter our school, you can get it with a check."

It seems that the students have returned to the classroom one after another, and there are more and more discussions.

Ziyan can't listen anymore. She wants to block her ears.

"Yes, the last time someone left home, the reward was one million. Not everyone can get it."

One sentence after another of cold madness makes Ziyan's heart tight. She wants to go home. She doesn't want to go to school.

"It's a pity that you didn't go to class 8."

The cold voice was inserted into the middle of the tongue, and everyone was silent.

Ziyan was surprised by the sudden silence. She slowly raised her head and saw the handsome boy standing by the platform.

His temperament is very much like Zhuo Weiting. It's very cold. Ziyan remembered that the whole class voted for him as monitor yesterday, but he refused.

"It's not what we said. It's written in the newspapers."

Someone complained in a low voice.

Ziyan's eyes swept the classroom. She really didn't want to go to school. Everyone knows. What will she do in the future?

It was another hungry afternoon. Zhuo Weiting came early today. Ziyan saw him as soon as she left school.

This time without him talking, Ziyan ran to the car.

But when she got on the bus, someone followed.

Zhuo Weiting looked at the boy in the back seat of the car with dark clouds on his face.

Yesterday was the monitor. What is this today?

"Get out."

When Zhuo Weiting said this, Ziyan thought it was for her, holding the door and preparing to go down.

"Is that how you manage your business?"

The sound of the back seat of the car made Ziyan turn her head and see the face in the back seat. Her mouth became an "O" shape.

"I don't want to say it again."

Zhuo Weiting didn't turn his head, just looked in the rearview mirror.

"The newspaper said you abused your wife. I thought someone slandered you. It turned out to be true."

The boy in the back seat of the car is Gao Jianfeng, the cold boy who helped Ziyan at noon.

"You'd better explain clearly."

Zhuo Weiting looks at Ziyan who is embarrassed. He regrets sending Ziyan to this school.

On the second day, there were two boys. Will all the boys in the school appear at the end of this semester?

"Zhuo Ziyan seems to have no food at noon. Doesn't the president of Tangtang TNS company even have money to eat for his wife?"

Gao Jianfeng raised his lips slightly, but he didn't see the meaning of ridicule.

"No, I don't want to."

When Ziyan heard this, her face turned white and she scrambled.

"Well, although weight loss is very popular now, as a student, I still hope Zhuo won't ignore his health and disturb you. I'm sorry."

Gao Jianfeng said that he got off the bus without letting Zhuo Weiting roar this time.

"You didn't eat at noon?"

Zhuo Weiting was annoyed when he stepped on the accelerator.

"I don't have a meal card?"

Ziyan bowed her head. She was afraid of Zhuo Weiting's fierce appearance.

"You... Do you think all schools are the same as Tainan? The meal money has been paid."

Zhuo Weiting doesn't know whether she wants to be angry or laugh. She doesn't even know to eat.

Can it be said that she was hungry at noon these two days.

"Sorry, I don't know."

Ziyan was shocked. She didn't go to the canteen or ask her classmates.

"You're really good. After two days of school, I Zhuo Weiting was really accused of abusing my wife. What surprise do you want to give me next time?"

Zhuo Weiting twitched at the corners of his mouth.

He decided to let sister-in-law GUI cook Bento or Lao Wang deliver the food to the school from tomorrow.

After returning, Zhuo Weiting didn't say a word to Ziyan again, even when she was in love at night.

The next morning, Zhuo Weiting still sent Ziyan to school, but at noon, Lao Wang, the driver, sent meals to school, which was very ostentatious.

Ziyan doesn't know what Zhuo Weiting is going to do. Only three days later, she has become a celebrity in the school.

Women didn't look good when they walked beside her. Fortunately, she didn't care about the repulsion with women.

But those men, on the contrary to girls, always surround him like watching hot people.

"Can you be a little more boring?"

After school, Ziyan was about to leave, but she was surrounded by a group of boys.

Gao Jianfeng came in and swept the crowd coldly with Ziyan's hand.

"Gao Jianfeng, she's a wild flower with a master. Do you like it?"

Outside the crowd, someone sneered.

Ziyan wants to draw back her hand, but Gao Jianfeng holds it tighter.

There are too many boring people in the school. Gao Jianfeng leads Ziyan to the school gate. No one dares to stop her.

"It seems that he loves you very much."

When I got to the school gate, I saw the black car outside. Gao Jianfeng's eyebrows rose.

Zhuo Weiting has arranged as few things as possible in the half afternoon so that he can pick up Ziyan. He came a little early today. He has been staring at the school gate for ten minutes.

Finally saw his little wife, but saw another person he hated.

It's the boy again yesterday. Why should he hold Yan'er's hand.

The truth goes on and beats the boy, but he is an adult. There is no need to compete with these hairy boys.

He's prepared this time. The boy will come up again.

But Ziyan got on the bus for a long time, but the boy didn't get on the bus. Instead, he bypassed the front of the car and came to the driver's seat.

"Zhuo Weiting, can you stop being so ostentatious? Do you know you make her very isolated in school?"

Gao Jianfeng patted the window and said boldly.

"Boy, you want to be a flower escort."

Zhuo Weiting sneered. He would not know the careful thinking of these hairy boys.

Although Yan'er is not gorgeous, her appearance of feeling pity at first sight can easily arouse men's desire for protection, as well as her indifferent and pure temperament. Now he regrets it more.

"I just see injustice. If you really care about her, transfer her to school. It's not suitable for her here."

Gao Jianfeng ignores Zhuo Weiting's hostility. Although this is a famous school, what he compares here is not only learning, but also family background.

A married rich lady like Ziyan is still the first. Coupled with Zhuo Weiting's high profile, it's difficult not to attract attention.

Zhuo Weiting didn't speak, calmly closed the door and ignored Gao Jianfeng.

"Was bullied at school today?"

After the car started, Zhuo Weiting asked Ziyan.

Now every day, they talk at this time. As soon as they get home, he will never talk to her again.

"No, it's just that the male students in the class didn't let me out."

Ziyan didn't dare say that Gao Jianfeng helped her out. Her sensitive nerves told her that Zhuo Weiting didn't like the boy.

"Call me if you have anything in the future. I'll deal with it. My mobile phone number has been entered."

Zhuo Weiting said and put a pink gift box on Ziyan's leg.

Ziyan was stunned. Looking at the pink bow, her eyes were wet and moved.

From small to large, no one gave her anything. This was the first gift she received.

"Thank you. No one has ever given me a present."

Ziyan's voice is a little dumb. She knows he still likes her.

She thought he had believed her. The reason why he was cold was because of the man's face.

"Open it and call me to try."

Listening to the moving hoarse voice, Zhuo Weiting sighed in his heart. Yesterday, his father had shown him the test report. There was indeed medicine in the milk, but he still couldn't believe it.

In any case, the matter has passed. As long as it doesn't happen again, he will think that nothing has happened that day, but his eyes are dazzled.

Ziyan opened the gift box. It turned out to be a new iPhone 4, and it was white. The most unexpected thing for Ziyan was that he was equipped with a red mobile phone case.

"Just press" 1 ". Try it."

Zhuo Weiting encouraged him.

Waiting for her outside the school gate these two days, she found that most of today's students have mobile phones, and Yan'er seems a little "different" among them.

Ziyan's hand trembled. She didn't use it. She didn't know how to use it.

Seeing Ziyan's hesitation, Zhuo Weiting sighed, took the mobile phone and taught Ziyan to operate with one hand.

"There is a manual in it. You can look at it now, but remember, this mobile phone can only call me."

Zhuo Weiting's overbearing order.

He bought her a mobile phone just to know where she is, not to contact her feelings with other students, especially male students.

"Is there a home phone?"

Ziyan asked in a low voice.

She knew that Zhuo Weiting had to work and couldn't have time to pick her up every day.

"I'll input the office phone and home phone when I get back later."

Zhuo Weiting thought and answered Ziyan.

On the way home, Ziyan basically understood the operation, but the phone should be too practical for her.

After that day, Zhuo Weiting will still send Ziyan in the morning, but in the evening, Lao Wang will mostly pick her up.

Maybe Zhuo Weiting reacted with the school. After that day, no one bothered her anymore, but no one paid attention to him.

A week has passed since the day Zhuo Weiting sent her mobile phone, but her mobile phone has never rang.