
Today is a coincidence.
Wen Zhi was a little embarrassed towards Zuo Xuelan and basically stayed away from her.
The last time the two of them spoke alone was when he went to He Yuzhi's room, and Zuo Xuelan happened to see him when he came down.
So this time when he saw Zuo Xuelan from a distance, he instinctively wanted to avoid her.
But Wenzhi thought about the two hundred yuan again, hesitated, and finally held back and walked forward.
Zuo Xuelan was wearing a bright yellow dress today, looking graceful and courteous.
As soon as the news was delivered, I was overwhelmed by the aura of others and became nervous.
As he passed by, Zuo Xuelan clearly saw him as well.
But at that moment, the VIP was parked beside a bush and sniffed something, so Zuo Xuelan just stopped there and continued to watch Wenzhi pass by.
"Aunt Zuo. Alright...do you pay for the swimsuit you want to order for school?"
He spoke carefully.
But unexpectedly, Zuo Xuelan frowned slightly, tilted his head, and looked a little confused.
“What swimsuit? Is a uniform booked at school?”
“I'm not so sure.”
“Usually the money was paid by Yu Zhi herself, and I don't care.”
I was a little confused after hearing this.
Zuo Xuelan looked completely unconscious, and he did not seem to be pretending.
“What's up? Are you having trouble?”
Zuo Xuelan seemed to have misheard and thought Wenzhi was asking her to ask for money.
"No, no..."
Wen Zhi blushed like a ripe tomato, and quickly stuttered and shook her head: "I've paid for it. My mother asked me to pay with money."
Upon learning that it was not Zuo Xuelan who helped pay the money, his mind was a little confused and he replied in a panic.
"It's okay, Auntie."
"Maybe I just made a mistake..."
He said, blushed, and quickly ran to the back door of the villa with his books and homework.
Zuo Xuelan also felt a little inexplicable.
He stood in the courtyard and looked towards the left of the little girl, frowning slightly, as if he was thinking of something.
—
If not Zuo Xuelan, who else could it be?
I couldn't understand it after hearing it.
And since he was unable to understand the matter, he did not even think of eating.
According to the squad leader, the person transferred the money directly to the squad leader online and left the information. If this is the case, there is no possibility of passing.
If not, why would anyone pay to write their own information instead of their own?
After the meal, Wenzhi sat at the review table and wrote an exercise book, but she thought about it from time to time.
That's not possible...
For some reason, when Wenzhi was holding a pen, a name suddenly appeared in her mind.
But he immediately shook his head again, trying to remove the person's appearance from his eyes.
There's no way He Yuzhi.
He hated her so much, so how could he be kind enough to help her pay the money.
But I don't know what happened, when I think about this possibility. After hearing it, my heart could no longer calmly study and read, and my heart was always pounding.
Secret love is a one-man show.
The other party did nothing, and he was left alone in the mess.
But……
The more I thought about it, the more I felt contradictory.
But except for He Yuzhi, there was no one else who had anything to do with him. How could he help her pay this money for no reason?
Zuo Xuelan was originally the most likely person, but he knew nothing.
Wen Zhi held a pen, and suddenly thought that Zuo Xuelan had just said that He Yuzhi usually handed himself a small amount of money, and he never cared about it...
So He Yuzhi felt that even his school money was being borne by his family, and he naturally felt that he must not have any money, so he paid for it for him?
The more I think about it, the more upset I feel.
Right now, Sun Hui had finished his work and returned, while cleaning up, he said:
When Sun Hui was talking to him, Wen Zhi was still thinking about the two hundred yuan, it took him a few seconds to react and ask:
"Ah? Is he the grandfather who told me to stay here to study?"
"Yes, that's it."
Sun Hui replied: "I guess when he comes back, we should definitely meet him."
“You should thank them correctly.”
"Then you have to be sweeter. If he didn't make a decision back then, you still wouldn't be able to go to that school.." he warned in a nagging tone.
Wenzhi just sat in her chair and nodded involuntarily.
Sun Hui always told her to have a sweeter mouth, no matter who she wanted to meet, she would have him talk like that.
But he had a very stupid mouth and was not a well-rounded person. Plus this birthmark on my face...
Does having a sweet mouth really help?
Everyone still doesn't like him and doesn't want to play with him.
The girl's eyelashes descended unnoticed, and the light from the table lamp next to her cast a small shadow on her lower eyelid.
Right now, Wen Zhi's phone beside her suddenly rang.
He was stunned for a moment and reached out to pick it up.
Usually, except for the built-in software on the phone that conveys news and so on, no one sends him a message. Only He Yuzhiguan would have him send it when he needed homework.
Wait until the other person has finished using it, then ask him to take it.
But He Yuzhi had not done his homework for a long time.
Wen Zhi had always thought that the other party had found someone else to do his homework on a daily basis. After all, I didn't see a single teacher at the school who said that he didn't pay anything.
But yeah.
For a man like He Yuzhi, there must be a lot of women willing to lend him homework.
There is no shortage of its parts.
But……
Hearing this, my heart suddenly skipped a beat. He pursed his lips, grabbed his phone, and opened it.
The girl stared at the message on the screen, subconsciously her eyes widened.
Above is a message from He Yuzhi.
Just two words: "Homework".
He actually came to ask her about her homework again.
Wen Zhi did not know what words to use to describe her feelings. He was nervous and felt like he was facing a formidable enemy.
It all happened so suddenly.
He did not dare to reject her, so he could only prepare obediently and bring some homework to hand over tomorrow—
Even if you are confused, you cannot postpone it for too long.
He Yuzhi often complained about the slow completion of his homework and said he climbed the stairs like a snail.
He remembered every word he said to her.
Although there is only arsenic/freeze and no honey.
—
The girl arrived on the third floor feeling anxious, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door cautiously.
Soon, the door opens.
He Yuzhi seemed to still be angry with the inexplicable physical education class that day, and did not speak to him.
Wen Zhi just wanted to hand over some homework books in her hands, but the other party took the homework out of her hands—
Then the door slammed shut.
Wenzhi stood in front of the door in a daze, recalling He Yuzhi's birthday night in her mind.
My heart involuntarily went through some sort of pain and sadness.
He just stared at He Yuzhi carefully, but he did not know what the other person's expression was.
The young man's face, except being happy, looked calm, cool, yet aggressive.
Until now, he still can not know what his personality is like.
All I know is that he is grumpy, irritable, and has no sense of responsibility.
After all, it was only the nature of the young master...
The girl lowered her head, stood at the door, pursed her lips, and turned around.