Top Spoiled Marriage: Mr Rong's Stepford Wife is a Little Sweet

"Don't worry, a beautiful new classmate like you, my brother will take good care of you, but my brother is very good at taking care of people." when he spoke, his tail turned upward, with a famous brand watch on his body and a famous brand schoolbag under the table.

But it just makes people feel that the outside of gold and jade is corrupt.

The air was still for a moment. Everyone was silent and dared not even cough. Everyone knows that the one sitting in the last row is song Fanye, the third son of the Song family among the seven families in Rongcheng. He has a good reputation and a halo.

In the campus and many children of seven people, they are close friends and can't be easily provoked.

More obviously, while he was talking, Ji Wuyou noticed that Xia Kening's thin shoulder was shaking, almost undetectable, but she still saw it.

And she lowered her head.

Ji Wuyou turned the schoolbag on his back to the front and directly put it on the table where song fan also put his feet: "excuse me, classmate, take the liberty to ask, what's your birthday?"

Song fan also saw that her action of putting down her schoolbag was also stimulated in an instant. He suddenly stood up. No one had ever dared to give him such face. He was a member of the Song family and the third young master of the Song family. Who was not used to him and spoiled him.

Under the endless question of Ji Wuyou, he replied in a bad mood: "on X, XX, how do you want to know your brother's birthday in advance so as to prepare gifts for your brother?"

With that, he felt that he had pulled back a game. His eyebrows and eyes were slightly provocative.

Ji Wuyou looked at his confident face and suddenly smiled. Her smile always looked particularly dazzling because of the small red mole in the corner of her eyes. Song fan couldn't help but be stunned.

Then I heard her say, "no, I just want to ask, and then... Confirm my birthday. You are my brother. I am 23 days older than you."

Those students in the class were silent, but they couldn't help it at this moment. Some people buried their heads under the table and laughed.

Fang Xia didn't dare to offend this person, who was a living ancestor in the eyes of President Qian. She knew the status of the Song family. If she stepped in, she would certainly catch fire. But when she thought of Ji Wuyou's identity, she thought it would be good to let song fan, the second ancestor, suffer.

"Shit, doesn't she want to die? Dare to antagonize brother song?"

"This girl has a good temper."

"Look, she won't live long."

“……”

Song fan also listened to what they whispered one by one. He shouted with a green face, "what are you laughing at?"

His temper is also grumpy enough. With such a roar, those who are still laughing hold back and cover their mouths.

"Why, am I wrong? I'm 23 days older than you. Do I need to see my ID card?" Ji Wuyou touched some pockets and then turned over his schoolbag. "Sorry, I didn't bring it today, but if you want to see it, I can do it another day."

Song fan was also angry, and saw Fang Xia's eyes here. He also needed to cover with Fang Xia in Grandpa. He didn't bother her much on weekdays.

"Wait for me!" song fan also clenched his teeth, pointed to Ji Wuyou's forehead with his fingers, sat down angrily in his school pants pocket, and specially pulled away the position of the chair and table.

The whole class thought it was time to calm down this time.

Where did you think Ji Wuyou's smile was still bright and added: "who are you? Let me wait? If Grandpa waits for his grandson, his grandson will lose his life."