Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

When ye Qingxia came back to her senses, she found that she had followed her to the door of class 1, grade 3, senior high school. Han Sicheng was standing on the podium. Wang Ping, the head teacher of class 1, grade 3, motioned him to introduce himself to everyone. So Han Sicheng raised his knife cut chin slightly, and his bright eyes like cold stars swept the students under the stage coldly. He looked down upon the divine heir of mortals, with a divine power that could not be approached and offended, which made the students under the stage nervous and excited one by one. Cool thin lips slowly opened, "Hello, my name is Han Sicheng." The sound is as clear as a mountain stream and a spring, and as pleasant as the sound of a phoenix tail piano. Ye Qingxia glanced at the girls in class 1, grade 3, and almost all of them showed love. I can't help but wonder. Han Shao's charm is really unstoppable. It seems that the name of our class monitor's school grass is going to make people happy. Ye Qingxia thought that the scum man's school grass title was robbed. According to his good face psychology, she would be very sad. She was in a good mood and smiled. When Han Sicheng's cool eyes swept over and just looked at him, ye Qingxia was shocked by his cold eyes and quickly recovered. It's over, it's over. After two meetings, she took the initiative to attack him, and now she still smiles at him. Han Sicheng probably thought she was a cheeky fan sister to him. Heaven, earth, wronged! Ye Qingxia only admits that she has a little affection for Han Sicheng. Wang Ping, the head teacher of class 1, senior 3, saw that he just said such a simple sentence. After waiting for a while, he realized that his introduction was such a sentence. He quickly opened his mouth and said, "welcome Han Sicheng." He took the lead in clapping, followed by thunderous applause from class 1, grade 3“ Han Sicheng transferred to our senior three class 1, which is also our fate. I hope you can get along well. " Wang Ping said with a friendly face, "find a seat for yourself." Han Sicheng stepped down from the podium. The classroom is boiling water“ Han Sicheng, sit with me. I happen to have a seat available. "“ Mr. Han, come and sit here. Look at the blackboard. It doesn't reflect light! " Han Sicheng ignored the enthusiasm of the students without waves. He glanced at Ye Qingxia outside the classroom and saw that she was still there. The good-looking sword eyebrow couldn't help twisting. Yezhiman sits alone at the window. Last night, she learned that the eldest young master of the Han family who ordered the doll as a child, Han Sicheng, was going to transfer to their class. She saw Han Sicheng frown and thought he wanted to sit with her, but she was embarrassed to take the initiative. After all, people took the initiative to transfer to her class. Night Zhi man stood up. Some babies' fat faces were full of gentle smiles and said, "brother Sicheng, come and sit here." So Han Sicheng went to Yezhi man. No one knows about their baby kiss, because a press conference will not be held until the woman turns 20. So when everyone saw Han Sicheng obeying ye Zhiman's greeting and walking towards her, they were lost, unwilling and sad. The classroom couldn't help but let out a sad sigh. A good male god, why did you get robbed by the night girl when you entered the door! Yezhiman slightly tilted her head and looked at Han Sicheng getting closer and closer. The sun sprinkled on his high-grade customized white school uniform shirt and plated him with a layer of gold. How can Han Sicheng wear popular goods? Even the school uniform is highly customized. No matter the fabric, workmanship or the school emblem on his chest, it is of high grade. Han Sicheng went to Yezhi man, stood still, looked at her coldly, but didn't sit in“ Are you giving up your seat to me? Thank you! " The classroom was silent and sad for a long time. The male god of others didn't want to sit with the night girl. They wanted to do it alone. Yezhiman's smiling face suddenly seemed a little embarrassed, but she wouldn't say no to Han Sicheng. So she picked up her schoolbag and book and got out of the way“ Yes, if you don't mind, sit here. " She turned and drove away the two boys in the back seat and sat behind Han Sicheng. Ye Qingxia found that Han Sicheng, a man with a history of ten thousand years, even treated his so-called fiancee with a cold look. He didn't have any hypocritical manners. He Han Shao never pretended. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.