To describe Xiang Zixing in one sentence, one would say that he always wears a gentle smile, though the smile doesn't reach his eyes, and he does everything properly and respectably.
Xiang Zixing has a very good reputation among outsiders.
But he didn't care about that.
He felt that saving face in everything would make things much easier in the future.
Although his parents' marriage was a business arrangement, their relationship blossomed into a sweet and loving one after the wedding.
Under such family influence, Xiang Zixing grew up healthily.
However, he was overly sensible and understood that his words and actions were related to the family's reputation, so he suppressed his willfulness too early.
Xiang Zixing had already made his own plans when he was in elementary school.
I will never date too early.
Study diligently and pursue academic studies that benefit yourself and your family, and build a wider network of connections.
He was prepared to frequent all sorts of business parties after entering junior high school, expanding his influence as soon as possible.
Once they get to university, they can start planning blind dates, finding a girl of similar social standing for a business marriage that is mutually beneficial.
He never believed in love.
They also disdain love.
In his mind, love can be cultivated at any time.
love.
I'm always willing to compromise for my career.
Someone asked him that.
Do you believe in love?
He said he believed, but only believed.
The man asked him again.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
He said:
I don't believe it.
His parents developed feelings for each other over time.
He believes that his future love will also be a relationship that develops over time and is a good match between people of similar social standing.
First year of junior high school.
After learning that Fei Zexi from the Fei family had gone to the countryside, he considered it but did not rush to follow.
It wasn't until the young master of the Wen family ran over that he couldn't sit still any longer and decided to go and see what was going on himself.
After all, the young master of the Wen family is quite powerful, and every move he makes involves certain matters.
It connects both government and business.
Regardless of the circumstances, he was determined to go and find out the truth.
He might have been able to bring some benefits to the family in the past?
So, with his suspicions in mind, he bid farewell to his parents and resolutely went to the countryside.
Of course, none of them were foolish enough to rush straight there.
He brought a lot of bodyguards and his family's servants with him.
I just arrived in the countryside.
He got lost.
But he remained calm.
He instructed his bodyguard to enable real-time location tracking, sharing his location with the maid who had arrived at the villa early to clean.
Following the navigation on their phones and the directions shared by the location, they quickly found the house.
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It is said that you don't need connections to get into Fei Zexi's class. You just need to attend the class, make sure you can keep up, and get a score of 90 on the post-class exam to officially join the class.
He found out the location early the next day and arrived at Class 7 ahead of time.
I happened to see Yin Hua sitting in the classroom.
He wasn't surprised to see Yin Hua.
He already knew Yin Hua was coming through his network of contacts.
He greeted Yin Hua with a light laugh: "Miss Yin, it's been a long time."
When Yin Hua heard Xiang Zixing greet her, she smiled back and said, "It really has been a long time. Young Master Xiang, you're here for class too?"
"Yes."
He added, "There's something else I'd like to ask Miss Yin: are there any empty seats in the class?"
Yin Hua pointed out an empty seat to him.
He chose an empty seat near the back row.
That's always been his personality; he prefers to keep a low profile.
He arrived very early, and the others arrived quite a while later.
Most of them are familiar faces.
He began to ponder what these powerful families were really up to.
The last two boys to enter were panting heavily. They stopped immediately at the classroom door and complained to the students behind them, "Bao'er, can't you hurry up? We're going to be late!"
A sweet, clear female voice rang out.
"Hehe, how is being on time considered late? Old Deng hasn't even arrived yet."
"Shut up, or you'll be punished by copying again if someone hears you."
"Can't he reflect on his own actions? I only cursed him because he made me copy texts as punishment."
"Stop talking, come in quickly."
Their bickering was so eye-catching that Xiang Zixing couldn't help but look up.
Just then, I saw the girl the boy had mentioned walk into the classroom.
The girl had short, black hair with a streak of red highlights, which was both flamboyant and passionate. Her simple school uniform couldn't hide her energy.
When she laughed and joked, her eyebrows and eyes curved like the bright moon in the sky, yet she was unrestrained and carefree, radiating a bright and warm feeling.
A gentle breeze blew in through the window, lifting her short hair. As she ran, her short hair fluttered like a vibrant sunflower.
She exudes a carefree and lively energy.
She skipped in, not forgetting to show off: "Hehe! I'm not late!"
"You're here again? If I catch you here again, I'll start class a minute early."
A rolled-up book hit the girl squarely on the head.
Fei Zexi stood behind her, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a rolled-up book stick, his expression indifferent yet tinged with a hint of helplessness.
The girl covered her head and wailed pitifully, "The tonic! I took the tonic a minute early!"
Even though he was beaten, he was still thinking about not being able to make the trip.
"Aren't you going in yet?"
"Hehe, got it!" The girl placed her right hand on her forehead, as if in salute.
In the blink of an eye, she nimbly slipped to her seat and sat down.
Xiang Zixing stood there, stunned.
My mind is filled with the girl's every smile and frown.
He gently bit his lip.
His bangs, hanging down, obscured his eyes. His fingers, resting on the textbook on the table, curled slightly.
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