Chapter 222 You Win
Because Wei Yin was on vacation, Huang Maomao also had some free time.
Upon learning that Brother Yin was going to the school to hold a meeting for Yan Sheng, he drove over early in the morning to wait for him.
Seeing Yan Sheng come downstairs looking energetic, Huang Maomao, dressed in sportswear, stood up and asked Yan Sheng, "How are you? Are you young or not?"
Yan Sheng nodded honestly: "Very young, looks several years younger than before."
Huang Maomao loved hearing this kind of comforting answer. He patted Yan Sheng on the shoulder and said confidently, "I'll go in with you and Brother Yin today. I'll just take a stroll around the school and come out. Message me when it's over, and I'll drive to the school gate to wait for you."
Yan Sheng nodded obediently, "Okay, thank you, Brother Chengzhi."
When Wei Yin got into the car, he was wearing a high-quality pure black cashmere knit sweater, which made him look extremely composed and stylish.
Once everyone was present, Huang Maomao quickly started the vehicle.
The silver-black long-wheelbase Rolls-Royce drove smoothly toward Dechuang Middle School.
When the three arrived, a number of luxury cars had already gathered at the school gate and were queuing up to drive into the school parking lot.
The quality of teaching at Dechuang is directly proportional to its financial strength. The senior high school students' oath-taking ceremony is held separately for each class, so there is no need to worry about the students being exposed to the wind and sun on the playground.
Huang Maomao followed Wei Yin to Yan Sheng's classroom.
Yan Sheng pointed to the third table in the middle row.
"Brother-in-law, please sit in my seat first."
Only a few parents have come to the class so far, and they all seem to be social elites.
Wei Yin remained expressionless, simply grunted in response, and sat down.
Huang Maomao was incredibly curious about this kind of school for rich kids. As she spoke, she looked down into Yan Sheng's desk drawer and said, "Yan Sheng, your classroom is amazing! The desks are so advanced, they even have power outlets. Are you putting your computers in there?"
As he was speaking, Huang Maomao accidentally reached into the table box and suddenly touched something square.
Thinking it was some kind of card, I curiously pulled it gently.
Splash—
Various pink, blue, and purple love letters quickly fell out of the desk drawer.
Huang Mao Mao's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He was so frightened that he quickly held the bag in his hands, his gaze constantly scanning Yan Sheng as if trying to see a hole through him.
"You little rascal... you're quite popular at school, huh?"
Yan Sheng was taken aback for a moment, unsure of what to say.
Huang Maomao looked carefully at his face, which looked exactly like Yan Kui's, before taking a deep breath.
He quickly stuffed the love letters he was holding back into the drawer.
Seeing this, Yan Sheng stammered, "No, Brother Chengzhi, I don't know either..."
He cleaned it all up yesterday...
Wei Yin leaned back lazily in his chair, crossed his legs, and casually pulled out a letter. He didn't see a signature and chuckled, "Not bad."
Huang Maomao looked at Yan Sheng with a complicated expression, somewhat nostalgic for his "Shamate" era.
Upon seeing this, Yan Sheng immediately pulled out all the love letters from the desk drawer, neatly folded them into a single stack, and placed them in the box at the back of the classroom with Yan Sheng's name on it.
The moment he opened it, Huang Maomao slowly closed his eyes, feeling a headache coming on.
The large box was filled with all sorts of envelopes.
Oh, no, it's a love letter.
Yan Sheng's box was very neat, containing nothing but love letters.
He couldn't reciprocate other people's feelings, nor did he know how to deal with these daily occurrences.
I decided to leave the box empty and put all the delivered items inside.
Huang Maomao felt exhausted as he kept stuffing love letters from girls into the box. Back in his school days, let alone anyone confessing to him, even when he confessed to someone else, they would run away in fear.
He sighed, suddenly not wanting to stay there any longer, and told Wei Yin that he would wait for them in the car.
After seeing Brother Yin nod, Huang Maomao lifted his foot and walked out, taking the opportunity to pick up his phone screen to show his fairly good-looking face.
She then gave Yan Sheng's excessively handsome face a meaningful look with a smirk.
I suddenly remembered a quote I saw online recently:
Modeled face, you win.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
