Chapter 38 Worse than Cinderella
tea room.
Junsi Che took off his coat, slammed onto the sofa, and became furious: "I am a domineering president, and Cary doesn't even have 300 million yuan. Does this make sense?!"
Uncle Zou followed behind and reminded: "You forgot? Last time you talked back to the old man, and the old man froze your funds in a fit of anger."
"Am I talking back to him?" Jun Si Che's chest heaved violently with anger: "I just asked him to call me big brother, isn't that too much?!"
Let my father call me eldest brother.
Isn't it too much?
Thinking back to just now, Jun Siche frowned, with a cold expression on his face: "Why does the little thing come to the banquet dressed like that?"
Uncle Zou nodded in agreement: "It's a little unseemly."
"Is this the point?!" Jun Siche rolled his eyes at Uncle Zou: "The point is that the Ruan family is not willing to prepare a skirt for her! Cinderella can still have a pair of crystal slippers, and the little things are worse than Cinderella!"
Zou Bo pursed his lips and laughed.
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In the middle of the night, An Linsong sent Yun Ci back to Ruan's house.
Ruan Feiyue stood in front of the studio window, stared at Yun Ci's figure downstairs, put her phone beside her ear, and asked tentatively, "An Xin, did you treat her well?"
On the other end of the phone, An Xin was furious: "I wanted to teach her a lesson, but I blame that Jun Si Che for running out to disrupt the situation!"
Ruan Feiyue's eyebrows jumped: "Is he too?"
"Yeah! It's said that he has a sick mind, and it's true. He actually used 300 million to buy my necklace. Do you think he's crazy? By the way... Don't you still have a marriage contract with him?"
The matter of Yun Ci's marriage has not been disclosed to the public for the time being.
"Well..." Ruan Feiyue replied perfunctorily.
"You haven't met Junscher, have you?"
"No." After a pause, Ruan Feiyue asked again, "Is he good-looking?"
An Xin smiled shyly: "Good-looking...super handsome!"
Hearing this, Ruan Feiyue felt a little uncomfortable.
But on second thought, even An Xin said that his brain was not good, and Yun Ci would definitely have to endure hardship to marry him.
Lance Middle School.
Just after the morning class, the classroom was yawning all day long.
The gossip king suddenly popped his head out of the window: "Latest news, a new English teacher has come to your class, and he's a super handsome guy!"
This sentence immediately caused boiling.
"How handsome?"
The gossip king was ashamed: "I'm so handsome that I want to call my husband on the spot, the charm of that mature man... Help... I'm going to bend!"
The crowd made a sound of disgust.
The representative of the English class raised his hand and said emotionally: "I can testify, it's true! I passed by the principal's office today and I saw it with my own eyes. He is tall and handsome, a returnee from overseas. He is 28 years old and the most important thing is that he has just returned from abroad. The point is... he's not married!"
"Wow!"
The girls in the class cheered for a while.
The class bell rang, and everyone looked towards the door in unison.
In the eyes of many expectations, a high-spirited figure walked into the classroom.
The classmates stared blankly, and after a second of silence, screams came and went.
The man on the podium was wearing a white shirt, his cuffs were gently rolled up, revealing a small section of his fair arm.
His hair was jet-black, his face was carved with distinct features, and he had gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose.
Between the eyes, it is as gentle as jade, but reveals the ultimate abstinence, a savage scum who is alive and well.
He picked up the chalk with his slender fingers, turned to write on the blackboard, stood in the sunlight, under the thin fabric, the graceful curves of his body were looming.
The back is straight, the waist is narrow and the legs are long.
Three big characters were written on the blackboard—Shen Zhiyu.
He faced the crowd, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled softly.
In an instant, it was amazing time.