Stepford Wives Don't Go to Court

"Ke'er, as long as you know what your circle of friends is, Mr. Gu is indeed the benefactor of our family." an Ma also thinks of President Gu, who has intersection with her family. People like gods always give people a feeling of inaccessibility. It's not that she thinks too much as a mother. She always feels that Gu Mocheng looks at her daughter with abnormal eyes. Moreover, as a university professor, they know the news of the financial sector of a university, but of course they know what Gu Mocheng is and the public's evaluation of the president of a.m. is arrogant and indifferent. Is their daughter so lucky.

"I understand, mom and dad. I know what I'm doing." an Zhike is very helpless. She doesn't want to climb high branches. She also knows herself very well. She doesn't have any capital at all now.

And she is not such a person. Although she has some good feelings for Gu Mo City, when facing him, she always unconsciously thinks of everything they have experienced between them, and her inferiority complex in front of Gu Mo City is even worse.

The problem is that now president Gu of Mexico City is indifferent to her and appears in her life from time to time. There was no intersection. However, there are more and more intersections now, and she can't refuse at all.

I can't refuse. She's helpless, too.

"Mom and Dad, I'd better go to bed first. You have a rest first."

An Zhike felt that when her parents mentioned Gu Mo City, she felt great pressure, and there was a faint feeling of guilt in her tone and expression. After all, she knew what she thought in her heart.

Ann dad also saw the fatigue of his daughter's eyes and couldn't say anything. Alas, why are you forcing her? Let it go.

"Go."

An Zhike ran back to his room and grabbed his mobile phone. The whole person was in bed again and sank heavily between the quilts.

Is Gu Mocheng really interested in her?

An Zhike opened the mobile phone short message page. The communication between the two people was really just a few words, but an Zhike felt a heartbeat when he saw these short messages, especially the fonts sent by the other party.

"My God, the charm is really so great!" his eyes were stunned, and an Zhike was upset again.

As long as she thought of Gu Mo City for so many days, she couldn't help her heartbeat, so she hardly thought of him.

However, this repression does not bring about the fading of Gu Mo's feeling, but a dormancy, launching a more violent offensive the next time I think of him.

She really felt that Gu Mo City had penetrated into her life, her mind and her body.

Maybe I should respond, not escape like this.

If, she thought, just if, they would have a good result.

Just another harsh voice in my mind came out to interrupt. Don't be kidding. How can Gu Mo City like you? You're fat and fat. There are many beautiful women around people who want women.

An Zhike immediately denied this statement. If Gu Mocheng really hates her and hates her, is it her self amorous to help and contact so many times.

She doesn't think so.

All kinds of thoughts in his mind retreated. An Zhike touched his fast beating chest and took a deep breath.

"Rest?" sent.

Leng Leng looked at the three words that had been sent. An Zhike nervously pinched the mobile phone. The cold mobile phone was pasted on the flushed cheek, warm and cool, casting a piece of warmth.

In this way, after waiting for ten minutes, the mobile phone remained calm on his face without any sound.

An Zhike clearly knew the result in his heart, but the bitterness rose from the bottom of his heart, gradually spread, wandered, filled with every piece of flesh and blood, every cell.

"It's broken."

This is the last chance she gave herself. Without any response, her heart has calmed down.

Ironically laughing at yourself, the so-called pursuit of happiness is just an empty joy, isn't it.

"Alas, I'd better play the game to ease my mood?"

Ann Zhike smiled slightly, which was more awkward and ugly than crying.

I picked up the finger of the mobile phone and gave a slight meal. What's the matter with me? I was damaged by the boy Cheng Xinran. At this time, I thought of the game. If the boy knew, I was afraid he would laugh at me.

No, anyone who knows such a thing will laugh at himself. He overestimates his strength and has high eyes and low hands.

"Didi."

At this time, the phone that had been black for ten minutes lit up again, and at the same time, I remembered the sound of information arrival.

An Zhike's heart seemed to suffocate for a moment, and he turned his mobile phone over with trembling.

The person's remarks are on the mobile phone, and the reply is still a few words.

No, at work.

This feeling of taking a roller coaster makes an Zhike's cheeks burst into tears. There's nothing wrong with his feeling, right?!

The heart is in full bloom and tears of joy. An Zhike can't help but gently click on this message. Just a few seconds ago, the man replied to himself. Yes, I'm working. Since I'm the president, it must be normal not to look at my mobile phone for ten minutes. So everything just now is too sensitive, isn't it.

An Zhike began to make excuses for what Gu Mocheng had just said, but he never thought that a president's mobile phone usually only allows important people to contact, so the incoming and outgoing information is important. How can such a mobile phone be ignored for ten minutes.

Just didn't think of it, so she fell again and again.

"What are you doing?"

An Zhike looked at another message that had been refreshed, raised his eyebrows happily, and the tips of his eyes blinked and glittered.

"Lying in bed, you work."

Seconds back, has fully expressed her excited and happy mood now.

"HMM." and in a few seconds, the other party's reply came.

This short, small conversation is over.

But Ann Zhike is no longer so nervous before. She must be, yes, her doubts are no longer. Then, she will slowly accept the man who has appeared in her life.

When he fell asleep with his mobile phone, an Zhike had a smile on his white cheek.

"Oh! Teacher an, what's the matter with you today? Miss spring?"

Cheng Xinran puts his hands in front of an Zhike. Today's an Zhike is even more strange. How can he feel like a flower maniac.

"What's wrong with me? It's nothing." an Zhike came back and stared at Cheng Xinran. I'm just stunned. What's Sichun.

"Don't forget what you promised me yesterday and finish several sets of senior two papers today." although you have been tutoring for several days, an Zhike didn't know what level he was because Cheng Xinran didn't cooperate a few days ago. So it's time to cash in today.

"I didn't forget! You just forgot." Cheng Xinran was furious when he mentioned yesterday. He looked at the six neatly placed papers in front of him, like a heavenly book. My God, how long has he not carefully read the words in the book? Now he can't understand them at all.

As like as two peas freely flowing style of writing, the new test paper is written in six identical names. Ann knows that although Cheng Xin Ran's learning is not very good, his writing is not bad, especially his own name.

"Anyway, I won't do it! You can do it." Cheng Xinran angrily turned his head and turned his eyes cunningly, so that an Zhi couldn't see it.

An Zhike didn't think Cheng Xinran's reaction was true. While Cheng Xinran was concentrating on playing games, she once read some other books in his room, many of which were in foreign languages, and there were all aspects. The traces of reading were obviously read by someone, that is to say, Cheng Xinran was actually a genius!

Just because of some reasons, I don't like it. My energy is used in other aspects.

Alas, the main reason is that Cheng Xinran is very angry with her now. There is no way to understand why Cheng Xinran doesn't study.

"Cheng Xinran, do you want my recording to be transmitted to your class?"

The boy still didn't look up. He didn't think that an Zhi could have that ability to spread to their class. Besides, he didn't care. As long as the person he didn't care about didn't achieve his goal, he would never love to learn.

"Or tell your friends the story that you, an old hand who has been immersed in the game for many years, were defeated by a novice who only learned for less than a day?"

This topic is obviously different from the previous level of study. The teenager's back is stiff.

If he did learn, he could comfort himself that he just didn't learn, not that he didn't have talent. For the game, he really felt an arrow in his knee.

Silently did not speak, picked up the pen in his hand and wrote the paper.

An Zhike smiled with satisfaction. In fact, the child has great self-esteem among his peers. Learning doesn't say. Game is a standard for their boss. Children at this age are very competitive. They also value some of their failures and don't want to be known by their peers.

Cheng Xinran wrote and stopped the pen in his hand with difficulty on his face. It seems that he hasn't really studied the knowledge the teacher said for a long time. Even if his head turns faster, he hasn't laid a good foundation, and then he's a little pompous.

Qingjun's cheek was full of doubts and difficulties.

The six papers are no longer as white as before, and the beautiful notes fill 60% of the blank.

An Zhi looked at Cheng Xinran clearly.