He Jinxing took Lu Wan to the hospital. He Ran didn't think anything was wrong, but he was worried that something had happened to Lu Wan. It would be better for him to go to the hospital to see a doctor as soon as possible.

He Jinxing took Gou An home, but He Ran felt anxious. It was obvious that there was nothing wrong with the elders taking care of the younger ones, but He Ran couldn't help but wonder why Gou An followed his uncle and left without telling him, and why his uncle was so abnormal today.

After thinking about it, I definitely couldn’t sleep.

I couldn't help but knock on He Jinxing's study door at night. It was already midnight, and the man was still wearing a suit and shirt. The navy blue suit on the lower body wrapped his slender legs. He lit a cigarette and was still having a video conference with the company's senior executives in the southern hemisphere.

The study was filled with smoke.

When the study door was opened, he just raised his eyelids and did not chase anyone away. Instead, he asked He Ran to move a chair and sit next to him to listen to the content of his meeting. He did not shy away from it.

The He family is wealthy and powerful, but they do not have the TVB-style intrigue. From the oldest generation to the youngest, everyone does their job and works as one, which is why the family has achieved its current scale.

He Jinxing is indeed the best one of their generation. He Ran can see that compared to his father, his uncle is more decisive and ruthless, and is indeed more suitable to be a leader.

He always learns a lot by following him.

After the video conference, He Jinxing took off his gold-rimmed glasses and looked through the meeting content that his secretary had just sorted out and sent to him. He asked without even looking up, "What's up?"

He Ran: "Uncle, today I will be safe..."

"Aran," He Jinxing interrupted him directly, "I always told you in the past that you should put as much rice as your bowl can hold... You can't have it all, eating what's in your bowl while looking at what's in the pot."

This was not some grand and elegant truth. He Ran looked at his uncle in a daze.

Suddenly I remembered that He Jinxing was also rebellious when he was young. During the time he was abroad, he had a conflict with Grandpa He and did not go home for three years.

During those three years, he may have worked in the dirtiest streets in the Western Hemisphere. When he established his first company and made his first pot of gold, he did not use a single penny given by the He family.

He Ran admires him very much, so he always listens to what He Jinxing says.

"If you really like her, I have no objection to you being with Miss Lu." He Jinxing said, "I will find other ways to appease the Gou family."

The man's voice was calm and even, but He Ran's eyebrows jumped -

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief: the last time he mentioned Lu Wan to He Jinxing in the study, he was obviously very angry. He picked up a pen from the book and hit him, telling him to get out and think it over.

He Ran didn't know why he suddenly gave in.

"Uncle..."

"We in the He family don't have anything else," He Jinxing smiled, "except for money, the last thing we lack is young people who can be used for marriage."

Indeed, from He Ran to He Fei, He Wenzong, He Yue... there are countless of them. The He family has many boys, including all kinds of cousins. During the Chinese New Year, they can fill up the living room. It can be called a gathering of high-quality single dogs, which can make the big families in Jiangcheng with daughters envious.

Because of this, Mr. He’s happiness during the Spring Festival often lasts only three minutes. After giving red envelopes to these little guys, he often sends them away to find another place to bark so that they don’t bother him.

Therefore, just as Zhou Yanji and other spectators had said in the university group before, the He family had too much to offer to form a marriage alliance with Gou An.

If it wasn’t him, He Ran, it could have been someone else.

Maybe even He Jinxing himself.

This sudden thought startled He Ran himself. His heart beat faster, and he tried to see what was wrong with his uncle's face. However, he had only been a rice farmer for a few years. How could he show off in front of He Jinxing? In the end, he could only lower his head in frustration: "Uncle, I haven't thought about this yet... You know, I owe Lu Wan too much. She is also very good. She doesn't care about my family background or how much money I have. When we are together, I am always happy."

Not as annoying as Gou An.

"But," he paused, "Gou An and I have been living together as a married couple for more than 20 years."

Yes, just get used to it.

And Gou An.

This can completely explain his abnormal behavior during this period -

Originally, he had made up his mind to cancel the engagement with Gou An, the spoiled young lady with problems in every way, but he hesitated because he had to break the established existence of the past.

That must be the case.

"It has always been the case that childhood sweethearts cannot resist a love match. I believe Miss Gou will also accept this reality."

“…”

Well, who is the one who falls from the sky?

He Ran stared at He Jinxing's face blankly.

"Uncle, last time at the door of the study, you called her my wife..."

Why did the name change now? He Ran was really uneasy.

He Jinxing ignored his gaze, reached out to cover the laptop, pulled his tie, and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt: "You don't care that much about Miss Gou, otherwise you should have noticed today that she was wearing a short skirt and no protective gear when she got on your broken motorcycle, and there were two red marks on her legs... It looks like she was abused by someone."

He Jinxing rarely spoke such long sentences. Perhaps he was tired from the meeting today, so he was merciful and said a few more sentences, which directly shocked his nephew -

He Ran thought for a long time before he realized that it must be the hump of his modified car that left the red mark on Gou An's butt.

His face turned red and then pale, and he suddenly understood why he asked Gou An in the afternoon why he ran away secretly. The latter replied him with a "?" and said with great disgust: Why would I wait for you? I would rather take a taxi home.

That night, before his car keys were confiscated, He Ran somehow drove his car to the club he often went to.

Zhou Yanji was changing the oil of a Ducati. He didn't know why Young Master He would stay up late at night to repair the car.

When I heard that he was going to remove the hump of his beloved car and replace it with the original rear seat, my pupils trembled.

For safety reasons, they never bring girls with them when riding their bikes to show off. They have neither the need nor the hobby to do so.

"Who are you going to carry after changing the seat?" Zhou Yanji asked curiously.

Young Master He propped his chin with one hand, looking at the hazy moonlight outside, his eyes also hazy with confusion and uncertainty, "I don't know," he muttered, "Who do you think I should pick up?"

At this time, Young Master He even thought that this was an optional question where he could decide the answer.

Three days later, the results and rankings of the opening test were announced, and Gou An unsurprisingly ranked first.

Looking at her enrollment ID photo on the bulletin board with a big smile on her face, standing at the front of a line of more than a hundred people, Miss Gou was very satisfied.

"It's okay, Wanwan. Second place is great too. We all know that you have to study and work part-time. It's normal that you can't pass the exam as well as others."

The sound of conversation at the back of the crowd entered Gou An's ears. She turned around and saw Lu Wan, who was pale and carrying a schoolbag. She was surrounded by a group of classmates, and everyone was comforting her.

From the bottom of my heart.

Gou An didn’t care if these people called her a “slacker”. She was the final winner anyway, so it didn’t matter what these people said.

While having dinner that night, Gou An heard the sound of a car driving out of the He family next door. Young Master He’s motorcycle had been confiscated, and the engine sound should be his GTR.

Gou An didn't really care what he was doing without eating late at night, but gossip always came to his door automatically -

As soon as she put down her chopsticks, she received a text message from her good friend Tang Xinjiu telling her that Lu Wan was admitted to the hospital again.

The heroine in the domineering boss novel is delicate and weak, and is easily overthrown. She is either sick or injured every other day, and the only solid one is the vicious female supporting role.

But the evil wife will pretend to be sick.

Therefore, hospitals in domineering boss stories always seem to be doing good business.

[Jiujiu: The campus forum is in an uproar right now. You would never imagine how weird these people's imaginations are. Lu Wan didn't get the chance to be the first in grade and give a speech to the freshmen. They elevated this matter to an issue where class cannot be crossed...]

【Jiujiu: Someone posted this incident on Weibo and Douyin.】

[Jiujiu: It seems that everyone has suddenly forgotten that you were ranked second when you entered school, and you were not far behind the first place.]

Gou An checked his social media account.

Fortunately, not all young people today are crazy. Most of them are discussing rationally why rich people can eat, drink, play and study well. It seems that life does not seem to be full of worries...

And misfortune only favors the unfortunate.

There are nearly 3,000 comments under her Weibo post, and the one at the top has become a mess.

A: [Do you have to take the 3,000 yuan scholarship? You know that Lu Wan's family needs a lot of money for dialysis. What does this 3,000 yuan mean to you? ]

This person received tens of thousands of likes, but was also immediately scolded.

D: [You guys are really funny. What are you making a big deal about? The internal ranking of a certain department in a certain college at Jiangcheng A University at the beginning of the semester, the total scholarship is only 3,000 yuan. What are you doing here to pull down and cheer for others? Do you have nothing to do? ]

E: [Extra gossip: I heard that the first place’s nominal fiancé is dating the second place “doge”, and the fiancé gave the second place a certificate… Romeo and Juliet, the first place is nothing, and she has to swallow her anger. It’s miserable enough. Is 3,000 yuan not enough for her mental trauma? ]

F: [@It's Gou An, did you get your nose done? ]

Seeing the last question with hundreds of likes, Gou An couldn't help laughing out loud.

The speech to the freshmen was given at the opening ceremony of the freshman welcome performance on the third day after the results were announced. That day was September 28th, and there were less than two days left before the National Day holiday.

On the last day, Gou An spent the entire afternoon revising and completing his freshman speech, all of which he did while sitting in the department student union office.

During this period, tutors in the department came and went, and one of them also surfed the Internet, followed the events of the past few days, and asked her if she wanted to consider giving up.

It was already 4:30 in the afternoon, and in two hours, the opening ceremony of the freshman welcome party would begin.

Gou An refused to give up without hesitation. First of all, she was not the heroine's lapdog, so why should she give up to her? Secondly, if the heroine had a little dignity, she would not ask her to give up the opportunity.

Maybe I'll hate her even more.

After finishing the manuscript, Gou An finally took it to the department head for confirmation. This mess had caused enough trouble, and she didn't want the entire department to be criticized because of another problem with the manuscript.

Pushing open the door of the department director's office, Gou An was surprised to find that the person sitting behind the desk was not the amiable department director with Mediterranean hair, but a tall and slender figure wearing a casual suit.

He took off his suit jacket and hung it casually on the back of the chair. He was only wearing a shirt and even had a glass of whiskey next to him.

Who the hell treats the sacred campus as their company lounge in broad daylight!

"Mr. He."

Holding the door, Gou An muttered sadly, what a fucking fate.

At this time, He Jinxing was surrounded by a cold aura. When he heard her voice, he raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

In front of Gou An, he slowly closed a web page. Reflecting from the glass window behind him, Gou An saw the title consisting of several huge words "Jiangcheng A University Campus Forum".

She pursed her lips, not meaning anything else, she just felt a little embarrassed.

After all, the forum group had written a vivid account of how she had fallen for He Ran and bullied Lu Wan, with a mixture of truth and lies... She didn't care how it was arranged, but now that the real male protagonist had seen it, she didn't know if this would add a few more months or years of tears to her life behind bars when the final accounts were settled. But it seemed strange to defend herself at this time.

Gou An carefully glanced at He Jinxing's friendship level. It had increased to [20] since he sent her home that day, which was slower than a snail. Fortunately, there was no sign of it falling.

"Gou An."

"……Uh-huh?"

Gou An's confusion was half scared away.

"Lao Liang said in advance that our number one will come to deliver the speech." The man sitting behind the desk waved at her, "Let me take a look."

Gou An didn't understand how this matter could get the personal approval of the financial sponsor, but he still obediently handed over his speech with both hands.

He Jinxing took it and glanced at it, and actually corrected a few inappropriate words she used.

"Here, 'Ten years of hard study', if someone asks you, as a famous family in Jiangcheng, whether it is implying that 'studying is useless'," He Jinxing asked, "how would you answer?"

Gou An raised his head and looked at him blankly.

If your subordinate uses this expression to answer a question in a company, you should at least be prepared to be suspended and sent home to reflect on your mistakes for a month or so.

But He Jinxing felt that he was in a good mood today, and he didn't even want to get angry. "I don't know how to answer, so I deleted this sentence."

"If you don't want to delete it, how should you respond?"

"Think for yourself."

“…”

Throughout the rest of the process, Miss Gou kept her head down, holding a pen obediently, and wrote quickly while the man occasionally raised his fingertips to tap on the places that needed revisions, nodding her head like a chick pecking at rice.

When she had almost finished the revisions, she let out a long sigh and read it silently again from beginning to end.

She heard someone above her head say, "Are you nervous? The reaction outside isn't very good right now. Maybe something unexpected will happen tonight."

Gou An paused with the pen in his hand and raised his head.

Only then did she realize that He Jinxing had sat up straight from his chair without her noticing. At this moment, he had one elbow on the edge of the desk, looking down at her.

The man's breathing was steady, his dark eyes were calm, reflecting Gou An's uneasy face.

The distance is too close.

His warm breath almost brushed her lips. When Gou An's hair stood up, He Jinxing smiled, leaned back, turned his face away from her, and said calmly: "Compared to those people, I think you are more afraid of me."

The voice is hard to tell whether it is happy or angry.

But his friendliness level was flickering dangerously.

Gou An felt that something was wrong. His scalp was numb and he stammered until his tongue was knotted. "No, Mr. He--"

"I told you not to use honorifics."

“…”

Help.

"Uncle?"

The little girl's breathing was unstable and trembling, with fear and anxiety, and her fair cheeks were stained red when his breath just touched her.

She bit her lips, and her light-colored lips turned into a watery rose color.

Only the voice was soft and sounded intimate enough.

The man turned his head.

"Um."

The friendliness level successfully jumped to [22] and the alarm was lifted.

(End of this chapter)