Xie Dingyuan was also looking at her.
He was originally waiting at the school gate, but when she hurried into a small clinic, the man fell silent.
The fingers hanging by the side moved unconsciously...
After all, he is still a high school student, so blame him... for being too ruthless.
"Hello, my surname is Xie, and I'm Zhong Ziang's uncle." He crossed the road, stopped in front of Jiang Fuyue, and introduced himself gently.
It doesn't seem to be the same as the rough man who picked her up and put her down yesterday.
Jiang Fuyue and him looked at each other with a cold look.
Taking a closer look, Xie Dingyuan found that these eyes were more beautiful than yesterday, like two surging vortexes, with the magic power to attract people into them at any time.
"After I went back yesterday, I asked Zi Ang about the cause and effect. He made mistakes first, so... I'm sorry." The man's half-lidded eyelids silently expressed humility, and his tone was flat and slow, calm and steady, with a very cautious look.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, and looked him up and down. Undoubtedly, the man was very handsome, with a strict solemnity between his brows and eyes, and his gestures showed a well-educated demeanor.
From the first sentence he spoke, his attitude was gentle, his etiquette was thoughtful, and even his demeanor and expression could not be faulted.
Apart from "perfect", Jiang Fuyue couldn't find another word to describe him.
Unfortunately…
There are snow mountains hidden in those seemingly peaceful eyes, and the gentle and modest attitude is only superficial.
Zhong Ziang's uncle, also surnamed Xie...
Jiang Fuyue almost guessed his origin.
Speaking of which, she and the Xie family...
Forget it, her previous life was like smoke, she should have been gone long ago, and she is Jiang Fuyue in this life.
It's just Jiang Fuyue!
"Mr. Xie, is this apology for you, or for Zhong Ziang?"
The man paused, then smiled: "There are all of them."
"That's too simple, without any sincerity, what do you think?"
Xie Dingyuan nodded: "My mistake. So what is 'sincerity'?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Why don't you both apologize to me at the same time, how about?"
The man was noncommittal, just said: "I heard that your grades are very good, but in addition to studying hard, you should occasionally look up at the world. This is a little bit of my heart, and I should apologize to you."
With that said, he handed Jiang Fuyue a paper bag with both hands.
Even with such a small gesture, he maintained his manners and manners.
But the invisible pressure is definitely not something that a rookie of Jiang Fuyue's age can resist.
The group of people in the upper circles of the imperial capital seem to like to play this game, which is called "reserved and noble" at best, and "pretentious" at worst. The class gap that has been opened unintentionally can easily make the other party feel inferior and timid.
What a good psychological tactic
It's a pity that I met Jiang Fuyue, who used to be a legendary figure in that circle, who lived at the top of the pyramid for a long time.
Who can make her feel inferior
Who has the right to make her timid
really-
Jiang Fuyue's calmness attracted the man's sideways several times, and her behavior of not picking up the bag also made him raise his eyebrows playfully.
"Don't look at it?" Xie Dingyuan asked.
"The latest fruit notebook, if you're not mistaken, it's still high-end. The estimated price is more than 20,000. Mr. Xie is really generous. Unfortunately, the price does not equal sincerity."
The smile between the man's eyebrows faded until it disappeared completely, turning into a deep sea of silence.
He thought, he understood Zhong Ziang's mood a little bit.
Shameless, ignorant of good and evil... You are really right.
Withdrawing his hand very naturally, and smoothing the cuffs by the way, Xie Dingyuan raised his chin slightly, and his cold eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue's face, "It seems that today we can't reach an agreement."
"Is it so difficult for you and Zhong Ziang to apologize at the same time?" Jiang Fuyue laughed.
"Heh... all you want is an apology?" The man snorted, but it was just a disguised humiliation.
It's just that I didn't expect a high school girl to have such complicated thoughts, so maybe the relationship between her and Zhong Ziang is not a matter of unilateral pursuit.
Who knew she had her playing hard to get? Is it tantalizing
If so, then Zhong Ziang really can't play with her...
The man's eyes showed three-point scrutiny and seven-point contempt. Jiang Fuyue didn't know what he had imagined, but his intuition would not be a good thing.
Immediately, I also smiled, and met his gaze: "If it wasn't for Zhong Ziang's fault first, you would not have made this trip. Your apology is only out of self-cultivation, not from the heart. In other words, your mouth I’m sorry, but in my heart I don’t think I made a mistake, at least I shouldn’t take full responsibility.”
Xie Dingyuan remained calm, his jaw slightly raised with a bit of awe-inspiring dignity and arrogance.
"Because I did something to Zhong Ziang, in order to save him, so you do something to me, in the final analysis, I was at fault, and your behavior is based on this premise, then the original fault becomes excusable. And the reason why You lower your figure here and apologize to me, just because you are willing, kind, and magnanimous." Jiang Fuyue pierced his true face right to the point.
Finally asked: "Since you have no sincerity, why should I be serious?"
Xie Dingyuan looked at her for the first time. She was a very young girl, still wearing a school uniform. She was less than 20 years old, but her words were stinging.
And her unrestrained speech really hit him.
"You're prejudiced against me," he said.
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, her tone was casual: "Maybe."
"That's not right." The man looked serious, as rigorous as a scholar.
She became a little interested, "So what? You want to teach me to be a man?"
His reserved jaw raised unconsciously, and then his eyes squinted. He looked at her, and said word by word: "Please take back your prejudice."
"Okay, let's talk about it after you let go of your arrogant arrogance."
A conversation broke up badly.
Xie Dingyuan got into the car, the half-lowered car window revealed the man's stern face, "Old Zhang, drive."
Jiang Fuyue turned around calmly, her back was straight.
A person who puts himself in a frame, wants to be perfect, but is hypocritical, talks to her about "prejudice"
ridiculous!
…
Zhong Ziang asked for leave today and didn't go to class.
In the morning, Dr. Tang came to check him up. Apart from the ugly bruise around his neck, his trachea, heart and lungs were fine.
In the end, he left a tube of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and left.
Zhong Ziang applied medicine to the mirror, looked left and right, the more he looked, the more he felt like a dog with a collar—
"Grass!"
He threw the ointment and lay back on the bed angrily.
When I woke up, the sun was setting outside the window.
Knock Knock Knock—
"Who is it?" He asked impatiently.
"Young master, the master is back and told you to go to the living room." It was Mama Liu.
Not daring to delay, Zhong Ziang simply washed his face and went to the living room.
"uncle."
"Yes." Xie Dingyuan sat on the sofa, wearing a shirt and trousers, dressed meticulously.
"Has Dr. Tang been here?" He asked Mama Liu.
"I've been here, I've been here, I came early this morning, and said that the young master has a skin injury and he will recover in a few days."
Xie Dingyuan nodded slightly: "Go and do your work first."
"Hey." Liu Ma turned and left.
When his eyes fell on Zhong Ziang, he paused for a moment, "I met Jiang Fuyue half an hour ago."
Zhong Ziang was taken aback.