C816 Married to a Rich Family 745
C816 Married to a Rich Family 745
"Luckily I had Xue Wenjun. When I saw him, I felt like the whole world was shining with light, giving me confidence and courage."
Xia Yihan interrupted Ye Zimo and said hastily. Her eyes were full of gratitude towards Xue Wenjun. The car sped up. Ye Zimo drove with her lips pressed together, not explaining anything.
Sometimes, the explanation was so feeble, but when the other side had already confirmed a fact.
The car stopped at Hua Mansion and Ye Zimo handed over a Audio Recorder. Xia Yihan took it, and Ye Nianmo's voice from the Audio Recorder seemed to have become a little more mature: "Mommy, today Uncle and I learned Sanda, even Hai Zhuoxuan couldn't beat me, Mommy will be back very soon."
Xia Yihan hugged the Audio Recorder excitedly, her eyes were bright, and Ye Zimo lightly kissed Xia Yihan on the forehead, "Go in."
Xia Yihan nodded and dragged Audio Recorder into the Hua Mansion. After walking for a long distance, she subconsciously looked back, only to find that there was still a tall and straight figure at the entrance, looking at her with a bit of sadness.
"Alan." After being hit by someone, Xia Yihan quickly supported herself from the chair to the side so that she could not fall down. Alan walked out in a hurry and suddenly turned back to ask, "Have there been any calls for you in the past two days? Or was there someone looking for you?"
Xia Yihan shook her head and asked curiously, "No, who are you talking about?"
Alan let out a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It's nothing. I heard that there's a lunatic walking around frequently these days. I'm just worried that you might be injured. I'll be leaving first."
Alan hurriedly said goodbye and left. Not long later, a red Porsche shot out like an arrow. Miss Alan? " Housekeeper Karl came out with the medicine box and asked curiously, "Where is Miss Alan?"
"I don't know either. I just saw her leaving in a hurry." Xia Yihan said as she looked at the butler. The housekeeper held the medicine box and asked curiously, "The wounds on Miss Alan's hands should be carefully cleaned."
"Wound?" Xia Yihan remembered seeing the big and small wounds on Alan's hand. Karl said, "Yes, there are traces of glass on her arm."
Xia Yihan frowned. Glass? He couldn't help but recall the faint smell of blood he had once smelled in the abandoned parking lot. Was there a connection?
After sniffing the sweet fragrance, Xue Wenjun waved the tofu flower against Xia Yihan's nose and said with a smile, "What is my princess thinking? Then, what was his level of focus? Can't you even smell the scent of food? "
Xia Yihan came back to her senses and looked at Xue Wenjun. She smiled and leaned over to see what delicious food Xue Wenjun had brought. Xue Wenjun slowly retracted his hand and looked at Xia Yihan, who was getting closer and closer until his lips touched Xia Yihan's forehead.
The soft touch made Xia Yihan stunned for a moment. She leaned back and looked at Xue Wenjun with a blushing face. Xue Wenjun put the tofu flower on the tea table and said, "Eat. We'll leave after we finish eating."
"Where to?" Xia Yihan ate a mouthful of sweet bean blossom with satisfaction and looked at Xue Wenjun in a daze.
A light touch came from his forehead. Xue Wenjun pointed at Xia Yihan's forehead, then massaged it in pain. Then he said: "I knew you would forget. Didn't you say you would accompany me to our school's anniversary?"
Only then did Xia Yihan remember that Xue Wenjun had said that and she agreed. After meeting Ye Zimo, she forgot about it in panic.
At this moment, the quiet campus was filled with people. The former students had already come to work in society, and everyone was wearing the most exquisite clothes, trying their best to drive a luxurious car, laughing and conversing with others so that others could see their good points.
"Wen Jun!" A man was smiling as he greeted Xue Wenjun at the school gate. Xue Wenjun and Xia Yihan walked up to the man. There was a rare sincere smile on his face. "President Zhang."
Principal Zhang patted Xue Wenjun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You are the one who has the most potential during that year's competition. We have already received the school fee of one million yuan short ago. Thank you for all the teachers and students."
"Principal Zhang, this is what I should do." Xue Wenjun said lightly. He told Xia Yihan, "Xia Yihan."
"Xia Yihan, you're that jewelry designer?" Principal Zhang looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan nodded and joked, "If you don't have the same name, then I should be Xia Yihan."
"Ha ha-ha, you are even more charming than my books. Don't you know that your works have already been compiled into art design course books?" Principal Zhang smiled as he looked at Xia Yihan.
Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun and President Zhang blankly. President Zhang waved his hand and said, "Come with me."
In the huge office, Principal Zhang took out a book with an exquisite design. He casually flipped through a few pages, pointed to the jewelry on top, and said, "Miss Xia, your design has become a special teaching material for the various arts design departments of the various universities."
Xia Yihan stared blankly at her work being printed into colorful pictures, thinking about how more and more dreamers would take their textbooks and carefully study them. "Congratulations." Xue Wenjun patted Xia Yihan's back, sharing her joy.
Xia Yihan smiled brightly as her stomach moved. Xia Yihan covered her stomach while Xue Wenjun asked nervously, "What's wrong?" He kicked you again? "
Nodding her head, Xia Yihan said with a smile, "The baby is probably happy for me too." The atmosphere was good. Principal Zhang looked at the two and nodded. Taking advantage of Xue Wenjun's good mood, he suggested, "Since we're here today, why don't we talk about the school building?"
Xue Wenjun nodded, worried that Xia Yihan would feel bored. He looked at Xia Yihan and said, "Do you want to go to my campus?"
Xia Yihan nodded. What would the school be like, where Xue Wenjun had studied in his life? Walking in the bustling campus, Xia Yihan held her works in her arms as she looked around curiously.
On both sides of the campus street, foreigners and Chinese were wearing clothes that gave off a youthful aura. Everyone's faces were filled with vitality, and the communities on both sides of the street were using all kinds of methods to attract passers-by to stop and watch, as if a single glance from others was the greatest affirmation to them.
A large circular classroom was filled to the brim with people. Some of them were even unable to enter the classroom. Xia Yihan curiously approached and slowed down after walking up the stairs.
Xia Yihan stood in the corner and looked at Ye Zimo on the podium. Ye Zimo was dressed in black, and her face was calm and serious. Her voice was low and deep as she explained to the thousands of students below her about the problems they would encounter once they entered society.
Xia Yihan turned her head and saw the girl looking at the side of Ye Zimo's face in a daze. She sighed and left. No matter where she went, Ye Zimo was like a shining star. That would never change.
Ye Zimo seemed to have sensed something as she turned her head to look at the door. It was as if she saw a hurried figure, but at the same time, it was as if she didn't see anything.
The gentle breeze by the lake blew at Xia Yihan's sleeves. The previously clear and cloudless sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds. The dark clouds quickly took over the territory of the sky, dispersing the sunlight and bringing the wind and rain.
The bustling crowd became even more boisterous as they scrambled to find a place to hide from the rain. They no longer had the grace and wisdom that they had purposely put on at the beginning.
Xia Yihan ran to the eaves of the school building and looked down to see the big rain wetting Xia Yihan's flats, bringing with it a spray of wet water.
A pair of well-polished leather shoes appeared in his line of sight. The owner of the leather shoes quickly moved to his side. Xia Yihan turned her head and met Ye Zimo's deep gaze.
"Putong." Xia Yihan's book fell to the ground. Ye Zimo raised her eyebrows and lowered her head slightly to pick up Xia Yihan's book. The expression in her eyes changed subtly as she flipped through the book.
Xia Yihan turned her head away from Ye Zimo until she felt a soft touch on the top of her head. Her hair was slightly messed up, and Ye Zimo's voice, full of laughter, rang out, "Xia Yihan, you did well."
"Thank you." Xia Yihan looked down at her flats and said, at a loss. Ye Zimo saw that Xia Yihan's delicate earlobes had a tinge of red on them. She smiled as she took Xia Yihan's hand. There was no way for them to get close. The distance between the two of them was close.
"You're here to give a speech?" Xia Yihan had nothing to say.
"Right." Ye Zimo replied indifferently.
The two of them did not speak again until the first ray of sunlight hit their bodies. The haze dissipated and the sunlight finally defeated the wind and rain.
Ye Zimo released Xia Yihan's hand and walked forward. "Let's go."
"I came with Xue Wenjun, I have to go find him." Xia Yihan subconsciously said.
Ye Zimo turned around and looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan's lips were dry and she wanted to say something. Ye Zimo nodded and left without a word, her steps steady.
Zhang Fengyi looked at the umbrella in the car and thought about how Ye Zimo got on the car and left abruptly. He sighed.
"Sofia. I've found you. " Xue Wenjun held onto an umbrella and pulled Xia Yihan nervously to check up and down. "Where are you getting wet?"
Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun's wet clothes and smiled, "Who's more suited to hear that?"
Xue Wenjun dotingly tapped Xia Yihan's forehead and also laughed: "Naughty!"
"Yuanyuan?" Some people looked at Xia Yihan to see if they should approach her. Xia Yihan curiously asked the girl, "You know Yuanyuan?"
The girl let out a long sigh, patted her chest and said, "I thought Yuanyuan died to give birth to a child. You are very similar to her, but you are more beautiful than her."
Xia Yihan persisted in asking her own question. "You know Yuanyuan?"
The girl nodded, "I'm called Sha Sha, Yuanyuan is my classmate. In fact, many people know her, and she is not very popular."
Xia Yihan still wanted to ask more, but the girl had already turned to Xue Wenjun and timidly said, "Are you and this sister a couple?"
Xia Yihan subconsciously wanted to deny it, but she was firmly held back by Xue Wenjun. Xue Wenjun raised his eyebrows and said to Sha Sha, "What do you think?"
Sha Sha then lowered his head and mumbled dejectedly, "He finally got his eyes on a high-quality item and now he has an owner."