She pulled her lips, raised a hint of ridicule at the corner of her mouth, and said to the driver, "Drive, what are you doing standing still?"
It is not the case if the driver starts the vehicle at once, nor is it the case if the driver does not start the vehicle.
He glanced at Lin Yuzhou.
Lin Yuzhou motioned for him to get out of the car.
Shen Zhiyi watched the driver get out of the car obediently, pulled his lips and glanced at the man who got into the cab, and said mockingly, "There are so many people who want to send me to school. Mr. Lin is so humble and condescending to be my driver. Those who knew would have thought that I was keeping a tight rein on my polygamy.”
Lin Yuzhou ignored it, started the car and went straight to the school.
The vehicle stopped at Jiangda Gate. When Shen Zhiyi got out of the car, the man suddenly said, "It's best to stay calm during this period."
"Oh," Shen Zhiyi raised her lips, "It depends on my mood."
She got out of the car and glanced at the man in the cab, "I only have one class in the afternoon. You will pick me up after class at 3:40. If you don't come, I will be in a bad mood and let other men drop me off. It's not for nothing. possible."
Lin Yuzhou looked at the woman's back, and his hand on the steering wheel tightened slightly.
"Zhizhi!"
Before Shen Zhiyi entered the school, a woman's voice came from behind. She turned around and saw Cen Jiahe walking over in ten-centimeter high heels, twisting her waist.
She was helpless, "Does a school have to be so ostentatious?"
"Sister, this is sexy, what do you know!" Cen Jiahe got out of his car and looked at the taillights of Lin Yuzhou's leaving car in a pretentious manner, "Hey, your model husband personally sent you to school again?"
She pouted, "I'm so envious."
Shen Zhiyi rolled her eyes and said, "You want me to give you such a husband!"
"What I like about your sister is the gentle scum," Cen Jiahe smiled and hooked her neck, "On the surface, she looks calm and abstinent, but in private, she must be wild."
Shen Zhi thought about it for a moment, and Lin Yuzhou looked very polite.
But she has never seen the scum.
As soon as Cen Jiahe and Shen Zhiyi arrived at school, countless people around them kept looking at them.
Cen Jiahe tugged his lips in dissatisfaction and mocked, "Have these people never seen beautiful women? You and I are already sophomores, why are these people still staring? It's really unlucky!"
After saying that, she applied lipstick in front of the mirror.
Shen Zhiyi sighed, "You'd better go read the news."
"What news?"
Cen Jiahe looked surprised. He instinctively picked up his phone and opened the hotspot. When he saw the hot search, he slammed the table, "What the hell? Why are you on the hot search again?"
"Isn't it normal?" Shen Zhiyi blinked, "My husband will take care of it anyway."
Cen Jiahe, "..."
"You're awesome!"
She has seen wealthy men get married, and every time they have a mistress, the first wife pays to settle the matter.
In other words, Shen Zhiyi is the first!
Shen Zhiyi sat in his seat, his eyes dim, "Maybe you are right, only if you don't like it will you be indifferent to these news."
Cen Jiahe curled his lips, "But this time the news has been on the news since yesterday. You have become a hot news in the school. Isn't it possible that he doesn't want to help you solve it this time?"
Shen Zhiyi thought for a moment, "Maybe... he actually wants to divorce me?"
"But aren't there still three months until your divorce?"
Cen Jiahe disagreed, "I've endured it for three years. I don't believe he will divorce you in three months."
Shen Zhi realized the man's cold expression last night and pulled his lips without saying a word.
…
At noon, Cen Jiahe dragged Shen Zhiyi out of class early and said excitedly, "Let's go! Sister just discovered a restaurant recently, it's delicious!"
Shen Zhiyi followed her.
As soon as they arrived at the door, a car blocked the two people's way.
A woman wearing a black waist skirt got out of the car, carrying a Prada bag in her hand, and was surrounded by a group of bodyguards. She looked like a wealthy person.
Cen Jiahe frowned, "Who are you?"
"Miss Shen," the woman ignored her and just looked at Shen Zhiyi quietly, "You're fine."
Shen Zhiyi was not surprised, "It's you."
