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Not only did he have a good time with the flying knives, his figure was also first class. The most important thing was that the dishes were still roasted at the very top.
Other than his somewhat bad temper, there was nothing else to criticize.
Only the boss would be able to control such a woman.
Thinking about this, he suddenly realized Chen Yang's end was already over.
Therefore, White Night skillfully disassembled the sniper rifle, then went downstairs as well.
"Chen Yang?!"
A familiar voice sounded. Chen Yang looked forward.
They saw a short-haired girl standing in the autumn wind. The breeze blew up the corner of her skirt, causing ripples to appear. Within the ripples, flowers were spinning.
Without the heavy makeup from that day, Chen Yang returned to his pure appearance when he first met her.
"What a coincidence, Lin Qian, I actually met you here!" Chen Yang revealed a warm smile. However, no matter how Lin Qian looked at it, that smile was dazzling.
"Yeah, what a coincidence." Lin Qian laughed bitterly and looked towards Zhao Xinyue, who was beside Chen Yang. With just a glance, she did not dare to look at him again. She was afraid that she would see her inferiority complex in there.
"Your girlfriend is so beautiful." Lin Qian said casually.
Everyone in J University knew that the goddess Zhao Xinyue already had an owner, and the owner was the former super fanatic 'Chen Yang'.
However, Lin Qian was still unwilling. She never thought that after Chen Yang left her, not only did he have a relationship with Lee Family, but he also had a girlfriend whose beauty and temperament was above hers.
However, she didn't dare to show her hostility in front of Zhao Xinyue.
"Hello, Chen Yang told me about you."
Zhao Xinyue took the initiative to extend her hand and said with a smile.
Lin Qian did not extend her hand as well. Under the gaze of those clear and bright eyes, she could not muster up the slightest bit of courage.
However, Zhao Xinyue wasn't angry at all. She retracted her hand and held Chen Yang's arm.
The eyes that he looked at Chen Yang with were filled with joy and attachment.
Lin Qian looked at the happiness of the two in front of her with a pained expression.
At that time, he was blinded by money and left Chen Yang under Chen Chiang's sugar-coated artillery shell.
Like most girls who yearned to fly up the branch and become a phoenix, Lin Qian thought she would live her ideal life with Chen Chiang.
In order to prevent the Lee's Group from taking revenge on him, the Chen Family managers had collectively come to apologize, and Chen Chiang had even pushed away Lin Qian without hesitation. In order to alleviate the depression in his heart, he had even let people tease her from time to time.
Lin Qian was tortured to the point of collapse.
Seeing that her temperament was no longer as outstanding as it was before, Lin Qian felt a sense of regret.
If he hadn't left Chen Yang at the time, he would have been gentle, considerate, and handsome, and could be said to be the ideal boyfriend for all normal girls.
While Lin Qian was lost in her reverie, Bai Ye drove her Porsche in front of Chen Yang.
After opening the car door considerately, Zhao Xinyue got in.
"Sister-in-law, sit down. Let's go, boss."
Under Chen Yang's smile, Bai Ye slowly started the car and left.
Porsche.
How could Lin Qian not recognize the brand of that car?
In just over a month, Chen Yang had already completed the final part of his perfect boyfriend.
"It seems that leaving you would be the most wrong decision I've made in my life."
Once Zhao Xinyue left, the pressure on Lin Qian was gone.
"Who knows, but at least we can't go back."
Chen Yang sighed as he looked at the direction of the car.
He then walked forward with firm steps.
He never looked back.
Lin Qian covered her mouth as she watched Chen Yang leave.
Why did he suddenly want to cry?
He clearly couldn't go back.
At this moment, seven or eight burning people were hurriedly running out of the school gate with something in their hands.
Lin Qian could vaguely see that it was a person.
It looked like Chen Chiang.
"..."
"You brat, you've finally come. If you don't come now, I'll have to carry the palanquin to invite you over."
In the hall of the courtyard, Maitreya said with a smile while holding a purple clay teapot.
Chen Yang rolled his eyes when he heard that.
"You old man, if you want to catch me playing chess, just say it."
"Maitreya" did not have the slightest displeasure from Chen Yang's rudeness. On the contrary, when he heard the word "chess" his eyes lit up and he could not help but rub his hands. He chuckled and said,
"Haha, I can't hide anything from you."
"Just one round." Chen Yang looked at the time and said.
He didn't forget that he had to go to a business gathering with Lee Sichun tonight.
Every time he played chess with this old man for a few hours, what angered him the most was that this old man often regretted his actions when he was his age, and even said something like "respect the elderly and cherish the young".
Whenever this happened, Chen Yang only wanted to say, "You old man, if you don't love me, how can I respect you?".
It was useless to say that, so Chen Yang could only let him regret it.
"Good!" Good! "Alright."
The Maitreya Buddha stroked his beard and laughed, repeatedly saying three good words.
Despite Chen Yang's young age and ruthlessness, even a veteran player like Maitreya, who had been immersed in chess for decades, would find it hard to get any advantage in his hands.
Not only did Chen Yang have a weird layout, he often had unexpected moves. It seemed like a meaningless move, but in the end, it turned into a strange move that was hard to guard against.
Not only him, but the other old men had also fallen into his hands.
Thus, when they were free, they would gather together and hide in the small house. They would replay the chess game they had played with Chen Yang before. Every time they replayed a game, they would praise Chen Yang.
If not for the fact that they were worried about Chen Yang's student status, these few old men would have locked him up and played a lousy game of chess.
However, Chen Yang rarely came to the courtyard ever since he started his junior year. The main reason was that they knew that it took Chen Yang two years to finish all the courses he had taken. Not only for his major, but for other old men as well.
To these old men, Chen Yang was a literary star who descended to the mortal world, a so-called genius. According to them, if Chen Yang was willing to join the academic world, then he would be a character like Da Vinci!
What they regretted was that Chen Yang didn't seem to be very interested in this. From his bored and bored expression, it could be seen that.
Four years of concealment … From the others' perspective, he was depressed, but in their eyes, Chen Yang was just settling down.
What this student lacked was only an opportunity.
The chessboard was set up and both sides sat down.
The fact that Maitreya didn't give in to the position of benevolent, that he was in the red, and that he'd set up a fly-by-night situation suited the old tutor's personality.
Chen Yang looked and remained unmoved. He responded with a simple 'Left Past Palace Cannon'.
The previous ten or so rounds had been filled with both sides playing like the wind. There was nothing spectacular about it.
It wasn't until the 16th, when Chen Yang and the old man switched their carriages, that the two of them came to fight for the wreckage.
The key to the lack of a car was the fight for the soldiers.