Rebirth of the supreme daughter

Wu Hongwen was suddenly a little sour. She was not big. She was excluded by so many people when she first came to this school.

If I had known... How could I have known so much?

Letter? Gu Xiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment. He didn't remember, so he didn't care.

If there is no impression, there is no need to remember.

She stepped on a stone slowly. Her black pupils were a little lax. It was obvious that she was thinking about something. There were a lot of taxis, but she didn't stop.

Because it is located near the school, there are many parents of students who come to accompany them. Most of them walk in a hurry and walk expressionless, cold to the heart.

Gu Xiqiao squints at the front. There is an old couple supporting each other. Their hair is gray and they don't walk smoothly, but no matter how cold they are, they will smile at them in good faith, and then make way for them to go first.

She was fascinated until a sharp horn sounded around her.

The Bugatti has been parked here for a long time, which has attracted the attention of everyone. Seeing that Guxi bridge has not paid attention, Jiang Shuxuan reluctantly honked his horn, and then lowered the door, "come up."

Jiang Shuxuan didn't ask the address this time and drove directly towards Gu's house. When he stopped at a red light, he couldn't help leaning his head. The girl sat in the driver's seat with her head low and looked very docile, but he felt that she was stunned in front of him again. "Wait here?"

His voice is cold, his thin lips are tight, his eyebrows are like a sharp sword out of the scabbard, and his eyes are especially deep, as if he can understand all the secrets of heaven.

Cold and rigid, incompatible with ordinary people, most people dare not approach him.

It should be a loss to make friends with him. People like him are born to win seven points of others.

"No, I'm waiting for a taxi." Gu Xiqiao woke up from his stupor and pinched his clothes. Jiang Shuxuan looked idle and always came in time.

"What about your family? No one came to pick you up after school?" Jiang Shuxuan thought of the information still in the mailbox, and Mei Feng screwed up.

Gu's family is a well-known family. Since they should take good care of the descendants, it's easy to put it on the surface. Mrs. Gu's magnanimous reputation has spread all over n city, and she doesn't pay attention to her in private? After all, she is a girl. What's the matter with leaving her at school?

If he hadn't passed by, how long would the child have to wait?

I've been home for a month and I'm still sick. Is this the rule of Nuo Da's family care?

Jiang Shuxuan's impression of the Gu family was extremely poor.

"What's there to answer? Besides, you're here to pick me up." Gu Xiqiao smiled and didn't feel wronged at all.

Jiang Shuxuan narrowed his eyes, and there was a flicker of evil in his black eyes. Fortunately, he was a stranger on weekdays. Gu Xiqiao didn't see any difference.

He endured his anger and started the car, trying to make his voice softer, but his voice was still thin angry. "Here's your cell phone, not for you to use as a decoration."

Why don't you call him?

Jiang Shuxuan pressed his temple and had a headache. He knew her cautious psychology. She was afraid of adding trouble to anyone. But he couldn't say that he wouldn't feel trouble. After all, he had no position.

Originally, I wanted to ask her about the documents, but I didn't think about it at this time. As soon as he entered the study, he knew that she had come. In addition to who else could help him recover the documents, even if he didn't ask.

When the car reaches its destination, Guxi bridge waves its claws and gets off.

Jiang Shuxuan sat in the car and waited for a while. He was more patient than last time. He just opened the window and took out a pack of cigarettes from the front of the car. He was not addicted to smoking. He touched cigarettes only a few times a year. During the period when he met her, the number of cigarettes he smoked could catch up with that he smoked in a year.

During this period, his mobile phone rang countless times and was ignored by him.

The iron door still didn't open. Jiang Shuxuan put his hand on the steering wheel. His elegant face was hidden in a few smoke. His fingers moved, and his eyes became deeper and deeper. A white light suddenly jumped at his fingertips, and then disappeared.

At the same time, the closed door slowly opened.

Seeing that the child had finally entered the house, he put out the smoke and drove away.