The president's beloved dumb wife

Yu Sheng returned to school two weeks later. Due to the injury on her face, she had to wear a mask on the grounds of illness.

Song Wen has graduated and left school. She will have a summer vacation soon.

I was absent from class for two weeks, and I left a lot of homework behind. I haven't taken enough credits for several subjects. Yu Sheng was worried.

These days, Yu Xiaoxiao seems to be unhappy with Xiao dingxun. She often goes back to her mother's house and never cares about her. Therefore, Yu Sheng competes against the clock to spend his time on study.

After class in the afternoon, she stayed in the study room until eight o'clock.

After finishing the last exercise, Yu Sheng rubbed his sore shoulder and neck, packed up his books and prepared to leave.

"Is that Yu Sheng?"

Suddenly a boy shouted at her at the door of the study room.

Yu Sheng was stunned, but he still nodded slightly.

"Someone is looking for you downstairs. It's a handsome man."

The boy's voice was a little teasing, and the rest of the study room immediately looked at her.

Some girls are obviously not good at it.

Yu Sheng came out with his schoolbag on his back. The boy pointed to her downstairs: "here, the one who drives the sports car."

Yu Sheng looked downstairs. The dusk was heavy, and only the dim yellow light fell on the man beside the car.

She couldn't see the man clearly, but she knew that she didn't know him.

Yu Sheng walked downstairs. The girls also followed out of the study room and whispered, "I really can't see that she can hook up with men."

"Yes, first our song Xuechang, and then the rich man driving the sports car. The president's novel owner doesn't have her, marisu."

"Why, are you jealous?"

"Who is jealous, a mute."

"What's the matter with dumb people? Dumb people seduce men better than us. I can't tell what they are superior in other places..."

"Hee hee, you're right. I've seen what a person can't judge by appearance."

Yu Sheng did nothing but hear.

Since Song Wen showed his favor to her, she often heard all kinds of disobedience in school. These things are nothing to her at all.

Downstairs, Yu Sheng stood on the steps and looked at the man not far away.

The man also saw her, immediately pinched the cigarette in his hand and waved to her: "ah Sheng..."

Yu Sheng's eyes were full of some doubts. She was sure she didn't know the man, but he seemed to know her very well?

"Ah Sheng, why don't you come?"

The man seemed to smile, but then he came to Yu Sheng.

When he got closer, Yu Sheng saw clearly that this man was very good-looking, and his good-looking was two different types from Xiao dingxun.

His slender eyes, although with a smile, were more evil and uninhibited, as if he would not pay attention to everything under the sky.

In a famous family, there are few men who are so arrogant and wanton.

For example, Xiao dingxun, who is like a carefully polished jade, can be called a model of young talents.

"It's different from before..." the man looked at Yu Sheng carefully, "but I can recognize these eyes at a glance."

"Who are you...?"

Yu Sheng spoke with difficulty, only three words, but she spoke very slowly, as if she had exhausted all her strength.

The man's original unruly smile at the bottom of his eyes suddenly dissipated.

He stepped forward and pressed Yu Sheng's shoulder: "how did you talk like this? Who bullied you, ah Sheng... Tell me, I'll kill him!"

Yu Sheng shook his head gently: "I'm... Ill."

"Sick?" the man's slender eyebrow frowned slightly: "can't it be cured? I'll take you abroad to find the best doctor..."

"You... To, in the end... Who is it?"

Yu Sheng asked hard word by word.

The man's hand, which had been pressed on her shoulder, hung down slowly, but he smiled at himself, "you don't remember me."

"Yes, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. It's normal for you not to remember me. Do you remember this?"

The man suddenly spread out his palm. Yu Sheng looked at the Tian white jade the size of the baby's palm in his hand, which was carved with exquisite patterns. In his memory, he seemed to have seen such a jade, but he really couldn't remember it.

The man looked at the dazed color at the bottom of her eyes and sighed: "ah Sheng, I'm Huo Qing, your fiance, Huo Qing..."