"Uncle Zhang, I'll just get off at the corner ahead." Just when the car was still some distance from the imperial language noble college, ruoer, who was sitting in the car, said. Uncle Zhang is the driver who the Leng family arranged to send ruoer to school. Originally, if her son wanted to drive by herself, Zhang Yan refused. Of course, her daughter-in-law should be driven by the driver. But Zhang Yan's nagging, ruoer came by car.

"But, miss, it's almost there." Uncle Zhang doesn't understand why ruoer chose to get off at this time.

"Right here." Ruoer insisted, because she didn't want others to see whether she was in Lengjia's car or sent by Lengjia's driver, which would cause some unnecessary trouble.

"All right. Miss, please. Are you waiting here after school? " Seeing that ruoer insisted, Uncle Zhang didn't say much, so he had to consult.

"Well, OK." With that, ruoer gets off and walks to school.

"Didi."

A rush of mobile phone calls rang just at this time. Hearing the familiar mobile phone ring, Uncle Li parked the car aside, picked up the phone and said respectfully, "young master."

"Uncle Zhang, has ruoer arrived at school?" The cold leaf ice at the other end stood in front of the French window of the room and asked faintly.

"Go back, young master. Miss has arrived. But... "

"But what?" Hearing what Zhang Bo said, Leng yebing asked a little eagerly.

"Young master, don't worry. I mean, Miss asked me to park my car a little away from the school and walk over by myself. "

"I see. Come back first."

Listening to Zhang Bo's words, Leng yebing also settled down, because he had already thought that ruoer would go in by herself, because she didn't want to cause some unnecessary trouble.

Walking into the thick gate of imperial language, looking at the students who keep coming and going in front of us, accompanied by the falling leaves, a relaxed feeling away from troubles arises spontaneously.

"Hey, who do you think is that girl? How beautiful. " A quiet girl said to her companion with a surprised face.

"Yes. And it looks familiar. Xiao Wen, why do I feel like I've seen her somewhere? " Another ordinary girl shook her head and said with a little regret.

"Oh, I said Xiao Ji. Come on. I just don't remember where I saw this beautiful girl? It's the same now. " Xiaowen smiled and comforted.

"Thank you, Xiao Wen. I'm just saying something casually. I won't put it in my heart and make myself uncomfortable. But don't you think something is going to happen? " At last, Xiao Ji said with a low face, as if the storm had come.

"Oh, you..." Xiao Wencai opened his mouth and was interrupted by Xiao Ji.

"I said, Xiao Wen, don't always say the word 'ah'. Every time I hear you say that, I wonder if you forget to do something important."

"OK, OK, I won't say it. I just want to say that what you said is likely to happen. "

"Why?" Xiao Ji looked at his good friend with an ignorant face.

Looking at Xiaoji, who just predicted things like a prophet, and now has a pair of three-year-old children, Xiaowen secretly wiped the sweat on his forehead, looked at Xiaoji's still a little stunned, and said with a little disappointment: "because Chen Yuanyuan likes jealousy."

"However, this girl looks like someone who has just come to our school. The school flower should not know her yet."

"Because someone has gone to please her."

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