"Why should I be angry?"
Lu Xiuche raised his head and looked at him doubtfully. Is he just a person who gets angry for no reason
It's not like he couldn't understand what happened today. It really had nothing to do with Lu Xiangdong.
Lu Xiangdong laughed: "That...it's nothing. Get in the car quickly and I'll take you to school."
Lu Xiuche nodded and bent down to get in the car.
What Lu Xiangdong did today surprised him.
I had a peaceful meal with him, helped him out, came over to apologize, and sent him to school...
When was the last time he sent him to school? I seem to have forgotten it.
Lu Xiuche looked at the road in front of him driving eastward, raised his hand to support his chin, and thought about something.
If he could keep doing this, maybe one day, he would forgive him.
Lu Xiangdong has experienced Yu Mengyin ever since.
I feel like my whole heart has suddenly brightened up a lot, and I have become less optimistic about women and other things.
Even if a woman throws herself into his arms now, he can control her.
He looked up in the rearview mirror and saw that Lu Xiuche took out a second-grade mathematics tutoring exercise book and started working on it in the car.
Lu Xiangdong lamented that Xiao Che, a scumbag in school, was now about to become a top student. As a father, he couldn't always look like he wasn't making progress, right
When I arrived at the school gate, I happened to meet Yue Tingfeng.
Seeing Yue Tingfeng again, Lu Xiangdong was a little embarrassed, said a few words to him, and then left quickly.
Yue Tingfeng raised his chin in the direction of the road heading east.
"Your dad is different today."
Lu Xiuche nodded: "Well, today's... performance... is not bad, barely passing."
Yue Tingfeng smiled, the Lu family was now officially on the right track.
The two of them said this and walked towards the classroom. On the way, they met a pretty girl who stopped them.
The girl's face was flushed, nervous and shy.
Lu Xiuche raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Yue Tingfeng. He couldn't help but whistle, most likely to give Yue Tingfeng a love letter.
Since the beginning of this semester, Yue Tingfeng has often received love letters, and sometimes there are several on the table when he comes in the morning.
Lu Xiuche was already used to this.
He also admires those girls who have the courage to write love letters to Yue Tingfeng. This boy is so cold. He has no patience with anyone except Qingsi, regardless of gender.
Yue Tingfeng said calmly: "Get out of the way!"
The girl's body was trembling with nervousness. She gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to say: "Lu...Classmate Lu Xiuche, I am...I am Cheng Yan from Class A of the third grade. I...like you..."
Now, not only Lu Xiuche, but also Yue Tingfeng was a little surprised.
It's not strange to send him a love letter, but Lu Xiuche, before... I really didn't have one.
Lu Xiuche's reputation before school was notorious. He also had a bad temper. No one dared to mess with him. He was a little devil.
Later, although I learned it well and started studying, my ranking gradually improved.
However, his image that people did not dare to mess with remained in the hearts of all the students at the High School of Foreign Languages.
Regardless of boys or girls, few dared to provoke him, so naturally there was no such thing as a love letter.
It took Lu Xiuche a while to react. He scratched his head and looked at Yue Tingfeng in disbelief.
With such a handsome guy and academic god here, this third-year senior actually... said she liked him. This is a bit hard to believe. Didn't she call him by the wrong name out of nervousness