Zhong Wen was vain and had a sharp tongue, and couldn't bear to see girls living better than her. Cheng Xi didn't bother to argue with her and walked straight into the dormitory.
Zhong Wen was frustrated and kicked the trash can in the corner to vent her anger.
In the dormitory, An Ran was panting and practicing aerobics, "The head of the department has submitted your program to perform a solo dance at the graduation ceremony!"
Cheng Xi took out the underwear from his pocket and hid it under the pillow, "Don't jump."
"Girls compete for the C position, don't you want to jump?" An Ran rolled up the mat and put it up in the corner of the balcony, "It is said that Mr. Zhou called by name."
Cheng Xi's movements froze and he pressed the pillow tightly.
For so many years, Zhou Jingchen has never seen her dance.
Just remember she can dance.
That day in the bathtub, he manipulated her into challenging tricks. As the leader, he couldn't even resist, but she easily withstood it.
She has dancing skills and her figure is as soft as a noodle.
Even though I am young, there is no posture that I cannot control.
"Mr. Zhou even visited the photo gallery of outstanding students and asked about you." An Ran had a date at noon and was sitting on a chair putting on makeup.
"What did he ask?" Cheng Xi couldn't help but be curious.
"I asked about your grades, relationships with classmates, and disharmony. It's really strange. The principal thought he knew you, but he said he didn't and just asked casually."
There seemed to be a hole in Cheng Xi's chest, and a large piece of flesh and blood had been gouged out.
She never mentioned her relationship with the Zhou family to anyone.
Mrs. Zhou wanted to say hello to the principal and pay more attention to her, but she also refused.
She got into the exam based on her scores and didn't want to become a "connected person."
But now Zhou Jingchen had completely ignored her, which made her completely sober.
A woman may become more dependent on her because of love in bed, but in the eyes of men, it is just a romantic relationship.
No need to be exposed, not worth the risk.
Cheng Xi finished the exam in the morning and went back to the dormitory to lie down all afternoon. In the evening, Zhong Wen tidied the wardrobe. She didn't make a sound. Zhong Wen thought she had fallen asleep and tiptoed through her drawers.
Cheng Xi didn't have any valuables, and the bag was returned to Zhou Jingchen, so she didn't lock it.
Zhong Wen pulled gently and pulled away.
There is a square jewelry box inside, which is an 18K gold necklace worth 3,000 yuan, and the rest are bracelets bought from commercial street stalls and issued with cards.
Zhong Wen sneered disdainfully, climbed back to the upper bunk and played video with the spare tire, "I guess the bag is fake. The man fooled her. She has never seen the world and can't tell the difference between fakes. Either she rented it, and it hasn't been recently. Are there a lot of fake socialites? They rent bags, rent luxury cars, rent five-star suites, buy and take photos, and post online to show off their wealth."
Cheng Xi turned off the night light on the bedside.
Zhong Wen was stunned and immediately stopped moving.
...
It was a long winter night in the north. It was just dawning at seven o'clock in the morning. Cheng Xi was sleeping deeply. An Ran stepped on the ladder and stabbed her hard, "Cheng Xi! There are rumors about you in the class!"
She turned over and An Ran pointed the phone screen at her, "Are you in love with an old man?"
Cheng Xi stared in confusion, "Old man?"
"Zhong Wen broke the news. You got out of a luxury car. The man was in his fifties. He had a bald head, a big belly, and yellow teeth. He used a fake Hermès to deceive you."
Cheng Xi was so shocked by the blow that she lost all sleep. She changed into her down jacket and hurried to the cafeteria to find Zhong Wen.
There were morning classes in the Finance Department, and most of the classmates were eating, gathering together at the same table and whispering.
As soon as Cheng Xi showed up, they all fell silent.
"Where's Zhong Wen? She turned off her phone."
The students shook their heads.
Cheng Xi found the dormitory aunt again and learned that Zhong Wen was picked up by a BMW 7 from the conservatory next door at around six o'clock and went to the Moon Bay skating rink.
Zhong Wen lives off campus every weekend. If she doesn't block her, she can only wait until Monday. There's no telling how the rumors will spread.
Cheng Xi hailed a taxi and went straight to Moon Bay.
There were not many people in the ice rink. Zhong Wen and a boy wearing AJ sneakers and an LV jacket were holding each other's arms and talking about each other at a roadside roasted sweet potato stall. Cheng Xi got out of the car and chased her into the iron gate, grabbing her and saying, "Are you there?" What nonsense are you talking about in the class? Are you speechless?"
Zhong Wen dated some social bastards and some financial novices. She was used to being arrogant. Cheng Xi embarrassed her in public. She was furious, "You have no father or mother. You are not raised by a man. You can afford a luxury car." Really? A high imitation of Hermès would cost several thousand, where would you get the money?"
Her friend laughed in agreement.
Cheng Xi couldn't explain it, and was too angry with the slander, so she pushed Zhong Wen hard, "It's none of your business, stop spreading rumors! Mind yourself. You chatted naked with a British international student in the dormitory on Christmas Day. Does your boyfriend know that?" "
Zhong Wen raised her hand to slap her, and a whistle suddenly erupted by the roadside.
Zhou Jingchen’s driver stood outside the ice rink fence, his shiny black red flag L9 flashing double.
"Miss Cheng, let me take you to class." The driver looked around with a sharp expression, intimidating the group of men and women, and be honest.
The driver is a retired special police officer, and there is nothing wrong with group fights. Zhou Huaikang personally selected him from the grassroots level. The previous generation of the Zhou family had three sons and three daughters. Zhou Huaikang was the only Miao'er, but now Zhou Jingchen's generation has only one son. The only Miao'er among the only Miao'er, he was extremely careful about his diet and daily life, fearing that he would be harmed by evil hands.
Zhou Jingchen's skills are not weak either. He has been training since he was a child, so it is not a problem to fight two or three at the same time.
Cheng Xi didn't expect that when he passed by Moon Bay today, he grabbed Zhong Wen's coat collar and let go.
"Zhong Wen, I didn't provoke you. Please don't throw dirty water on me in the future."
She turned around expressionlessly.
One of the boys was well-informed and recognized the origin of the car. He kindly reminded Zhong Wen, "You don't know her background, right? Stop targeting her."
"She has a bullshit background! Her dad cheated on her and her mom was furious."
"Is her man really an old man?" The boy didn't believe it. "If your information is wrong, it will hurt us all! My dad can't afford to offend the owner of the Hongqi L9. There are only seven in the city."
Zhong Wen was also making a wild guess with no factual basis, and was immediately speechless.
Cheng Xi walked behind the Hongqi car. Zhou Jingchen was wearing a formal suit, gray shirt and tie. His hair was neatly cut and he had a pair of gold-rimmed goggles on his nose.
He was holding a drawing in one hand and massaging his temples with the other. He probably had meetings and worked overtime all night, and his fatigue was visible to the naked eye.
She was shivering from the cold, but her palms were sweating. She rubbed it on her scarf and bravely spoke first, "Why are you here?"
The man took off his glasses and rubbed his nose bones, "Get in the car."
Cheng Xi bent over and got in. There was warm air in the carriage, and soon her eyelashes and eyebrows began to drip with water.
"I've become more capable." Zhou Jingchen closed the drawing and looked at her with neither happiness nor anger.
She wiped the water from her face without saying a word.
Zhou Jingchen threw her a handkerchief.
White background, green bamboo.
Hand embroidery.
He likes pine, cypress and bamboo, and ornamental bamboo and dwarf pine are planted in the backyard of his private house. Just like him, he is noble, self-disciplined and extremely endurance.
"Why do you do it?"
His tone softened, and Cheng Xi became less stubborn, "Zhong Wen is spreading rumors."
Zhou Jingchen was a smart man and didn't ask further.
Her eyes were red from the cold, and her nose was also red, looking pitiful. Zhou Jingchen held her hand and rubbed it to warm it up.
Cheng Xi pulled out but failed.
Hold it all the way.
While waiting for the green light at the intersection, Zhou Jingchen directed the driver to go to the hotel.
Cheng Xi's back stiffened, "Why are you going to the hotel?"
Their first time happened at the hotel.
Cheng Xi was unfamiliar with Zhou Jingchen, who was so corrupt and domineering, and also made her feel at a loss.
She actually had indescribable feelings under his temptation.
From fear, to addiction, to depravity.
I was so drunk that he was infected.
Cheng Xi understood that this kind of crazy eating of marrow and taste would be addictive.
"Take a hot bath." Zhou Jingchen knew that she was thinking wrongly, "to prevent a cold."
Her stiff back relaxed.
"I will also wash to relieve my fatigue."
