Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again

  Chapter 76 We should have no intersection

  Father patted her on the shoulder, "Recently, you have been going to Xi's house to help out and take care of Xi Mo. It can be seen that Mr. Xi also likes you. Now is the best time to show your presence."

  She didn't care about the wealth of Xi's family, she came here because she really liked Xi Mo, but something seemed wrong today, everyone could feel the too quiet atmosphere at home.

  Just now Xi Mo was called upstairs by Xi Shengye. It seemed that Xi Wei had something to say to him. She sat on the sofa for a while and heard the ringtone. She turned her head and found Xi Mo's cell phone.

   This is his private phone call. The caller is from abroad, and it's a girl.

  She suddenly thought of the reason why Xi Mo stayed in China for so long, maybe it was because of this girl.

  She caught a cold last night, her voice was a little hoarse, and she didn't speak for a long time. She also guessed some reasons in her heart, but the other party said she made a mistake.

  Looking at the hung up call, she thought to herself, since she made a wrong call, it would be okay to delete the call record.

   Not long after, the servants were busy back and forth, and the Xi family was a little chaotic.

  On September 22, Xi Wei passed away.

  Wen Hua sat behind the rockery for a while, and didn't get up until her cousin called her.

   During the Mid-Autumn Festival of this year, my grandfather bought her a Rolls-Royce Dawn. This was her first car. The license plate number was her birthday. She didn't like it.

  Everything began to return to the original track. She studied and went to class, and went home more often. The people who pursued her in school were persuaded by her one by one, and there were many excellent people among them.

  When someone asked her why, she half-jokingly said: "After graduation, I went home on a blind date and waited for marriage."

  The person who appeared very briefly in her high school and final year of school did not appear.

  Two months after that call, she got a call late one night.

  At that time, she was rushing to write a paper, and the other end did not speak for a long time, so she frowned.

   Just as he was about to hang up, the man's voice finally came out.

   "Why didn't you call me?"

"wrong number."

   There was a pause for a few seconds, and a low voice said, "Are you asleep?"

   "You also know that calling now will disturb people?"

   "Sorry." The voice on the other end was a little hoarse for no reason, "Is it going to be a holiday soon?"

"Um."

   "Do you want to come to Switzerland for winter vacation?"

  Wen Hua continued typing, and said lightly, "I don't want to."

   "The snow scene here is very beautiful, I raised only..."

   "I'm busy."

  Xi Mo was silent for a moment, and asked her: "Am I dispensable?"

  If he doesn't look for her, they will have nothing, and she won't care.

  Wen Hua thought it was funny, his tone made her look like a heartless scumbag, but there was clearly nothing between them.

  At the beginning, he chased her briefly for a few weeks, and he didn't reveal anything, so he died without a problem.

   Where did he come from to question her now.

  Besides, she had already called him. As for why he didn't know, she didn't even bother to think about it.

   "Xi Mo," she stopped typing on the keyboard, and said in a calm voice, "We shouldn't have crossed paths."

   It was and it is now.

   "Don't call me in the future, in case I get a boyfriend, it's hard to explain to him."

  Switzerland snowed very early this year, and it was already white outside in November.

   After the phone was hung up, Xi Mo was looking at the snow scene by the French window, his handsome face was stiff.

   After a while, he sighed slightly and continued to call.

   It was indeed his tone that was wrong just now.

   But this time, he failed to pick up. After calling several times, he found out that he was blacklisted.

After his father passed away, he had a lot of things to take care of. Except for the funeral, all the business of the company, which was originally managed by Xi Wei, fell to him. There are still many things that need to be sorted out one by one. He has been very busy in the past two months. .

  He couldn’t walk away, he had to hold on.

   Taking care of one thing and losing another, the unscrupulous little thing has become the same cold look as before.

  He was always waiting for her call, but after two months passed, he seemed to be completely forgotten over there. When he was able to catch his breath, he did everything possible to get her number, but when he called, he seemed to be offended.

   He also said something about getting a boyfriend, and he knew how to anger him.

  He walked away without saying a word. She should be angry without knowing it. It's not her fault that she doesn't like him that much.

  He can figure out everything, but Xi Mo just can't control his anger.

  After that night, the two lost contact.

   In June of the second year, Wen Hua graduated, returned to Tongcheng, and worked as a counselor at Tongda University.

  The school is close to home, and she drives home by herself every day.

  The Rolls-Royce Dawn that my grandfather gave me.

  At the beginning, she thought that this car was too ostentatious, and wanted to pick a low-key one from her father's garage, but after entering the garage, she realized that the car given by her grandfather was low-key enough.

   And it’s easy to use. If you don’t open it, you’ll be eating ashes in the garage, so you just leave it open.

  When she was young, she would deliberately keep a low profile, but the older she got, the more she felt that it didn't matter, and she didn't care what others thought of her.

  I feel that whether she shows off or keeps a low profile, it doesn't seem to make any difference.

  But she didn't hear any gossip in class for two months. It may be because of the high school spirit, and everyone disdains to talk about these things.

What she didn't know was that the classmates in the school had known her identity for a long time, and they all called her a "star counselor". member. The students in several accounting classes she led have become the envy of everyone.

   "Isn't this the new counselor from the accounting school?" The girl excitedly pulled her companion to look in the direction of the school's tree-lined parking lot.

  The woman who got off the Rolls-Royce pulled out the car keys, her long maroon wavy hair set off her beautiful skin, and the strange suit skirt on her was so beautiful and expensive that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

  The belt pinches the waist, hooking out a thin and narrow waist, and the tall figure brings a bit of British style and sassy style.

   Where does he look like a teacher, he clearly looks like a diplomatic tycoon who is well-versed in international conferences.

   "It's her! She's so beautiful! Why is she so stunning just from her back, woo woo woo, I don't think anyone is worthy of her."

   "It's been two months, and I finally saw a real person. I didn't expect to see such a rich and noble flower in the world in my lifetime. The daughter of a wealthy family is a college counselor or something. It's too shameful for me!"

  The little girl sighed and took a few photos and sent them to the tree hole in the school. The freshly released photos of the celebrity counselor quickly attracted a large number of alumni to watch, and soon became popular.

   "Teacher Wen is so beautiful. I don't know what kind of blessings the students in the finance and accounting classes are blessed with. To be able to have such an instructor, I heard that he has a very good personality, and he often invites students to drink milk tea. I am almost like a lemon essence!"

"A classmate from the 21st grade financial class floats by~~ The teacher is really beautiful, with deep eyebrows and superb temperament, ordinary people can't look at her for more than three seconds, oh my god, my face will really blush! I am a woman. "

  (end of this chapter)