Wen Xu founded a private school for aristocrats. The tuition was extremely expensive, but the faculty was strong and the environment was beautiful.
As one of the wealthy families, Qi Yunyi also got involved and took the opportunity to tell Wen Xu about the tragic case of the second generation doing evil and bringing disaster to all living beings.
Wen Xu said that his school means stricter education, but it does not mean that one can be the superior one in it.
Oh, that's okay.
Qi Yunyi thought it was a setting from a classic Mary Sue campus novel.
There are the Four Heavenly Kings, and there are poor students who are admitted to increase the school's admission rate.
However, the poor student was bullied because of his poverty, but he kept striving to become stronger and even provoked the Four Heavenly Kings, no, the Four Demon Kings, and then developed an emotional entanglement with the Four Demon Kings.
From Wen Xu's eyes, Qi Yunyi already understood what he meant. As a person, one should be more realistic and not always indulge in daydreams.
Qi Yunyi: ...
What are you talking about?
Sooner or later he will kidnap his wife.
In short, Zhuzhu, who doesn't care about money, treats Qi Yunyi as her own family.
Qi Yunyi felt embarrassed and paid the money anyway.
Otherwise, she was afraid that Song Mingzhu's year-end statement would show a profit or loss situation, although this situation should be unlikely to occur.
How can we celebrate without drinking?
What? The boss doesn't drink?
Boss, it’s up to you. I’ll do it.
What does it mean to be sensible? This is what it means to be sensible.
After it was over and she was sure everyone had returned safely, Qi Yunyi gathered her coat and waited for someone to pick her up.
It's reasonable that her boyfriend doesn't show up in her company.
Besides, he also had his own celebration party. His product was launched and became a huge hit. He became a hot new star in the technology circle and had a huge fortune. Wouldn't it be unreasonable not to celebrate?
Qi Yunyi originally thought that there were more boys there, probably because they drank until they were drunk.
She thought it would be later than hers, but who would have thought that Song Xinglan would send her a message asking if she was almost feeling better. When she said she was, he said he would come to pick her up.
So he is actually faster than me?
Qi Yunyi stood in the wind for not long before Song Xinglan and his men arrived.
A young man, dressed casually but still possessing a strong youthful air, got out of the car and walked towards her. He put a scarf on her and asked with a hint of complaint, "Why aren't you waiting in the store?"
"I want to see you first."
The sweetness was too much, and Song Xinglan's face was a little hot, but he still held her hand, helped her open the car door, fastened her seat belt, and then returned to the driving seat.
"Why don't you bring a driver?"
"You need a driver to pick up your wife?"
He asked back with a look of pure confusion. Qi Yunyi was choked and speechless. She opened the preserved fruits in the car and stuffed a piece into his mouth.
Song Xinglan ate the preserved fruit and didn't say anything else.
It wasn't over on his side at all, but it was almost over. A group of people were making a fuss, asking for the young lady, asking to change the venue, asking to continue having fun, and not leaving until they were drunk.
This means we're going to a nightclub.
Qi Yunyi, who was the first to join in the fun, joined in the fun.
Instead, the boy who started the show of support got his face flushed.
Song Xinglan followed her and whatever she said was what she did.
As an expert in managing a company, Doyle knew nothing about core technology, but he understood operations and knew how to make his company make more money.
Therefore, he naturally cannot be absent from the celebration banquet.
Doyle originally said that Song Xinglan would never hang out with them, because he was different from them. Who knew he would be slapped in the face so quickly.
Doyle, who was slapped in the face, shrugged: “I didn’t expect that when he was still my girlfriend, he acted like a genius.
I couldn't even lead him astray. I thought his true nature would be revealed after we got married, but who knew I was the clown.
His words caused laughter.
When Qi Yunyi heard this, she turned her head to look at Song Xinglan.
He was maliciously forced to drink, and he couldn't avoid it, so he leaned on her shoulder. Those who came to toast him could pour him wine, but he was embarrassed to pour Qi Yunyi's wine.
Especially since most of them are single, Qi Yunyi doesn't need to do anything, they will feel embarrassed and shy in front of her.
Song Xinglan rolled his eyes at them and turned Qi Yunyi's face towards him, "Look at me, not them."
"Yeah, look at you."
Qi Yunyi coaxed him.
After the transition, my ears were filled with loud music and flashing lights.
Qi Yunyi followed Song Xinglan closely, just like a young wife, never leaving his side for a moment.
When Song Xinglan got up to go to the bathroom, Qi Yunyi took the opportunity to ask Daer, "What does the immortal seedling mean?"
Doyle: ...
Um, this, that...
Under Qi Yunyi's gaze, Doyle explained, "When we go out for social events, the bosses here like to ask girls to accompany them for drinks and hug them left and right.
There are even more outrageous ones who call call girls...
Well, I can swear on the happiness of my second half of life that Song has always kept his distance from these things and declined their attention.
Someone deliberately wanted to drag him into trouble and ordered special incense and wine, but Song turned hostile on the spot.
Believe me, you are the only one in his heart. If he loses you, he will lose the meaning of life."
After Doyle finished speaking, Song Xinglan came back. Seeing Qi Yunyi talking to Doyle, he sat down, put his arm around her waist, and asked her, "What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about the gods."
"What immortal?"
"Godly husband."
Song Xinglan was coaxed into smiling, and while no one was paying attention, he pecked her on the lips.
It’s not entirely true to say that no one noticed, because Doyle was watching the two of them.
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