After reading this, the man who had been sitting there suddenly stood up with a cold face.
The feeling of oppression was pressing in, and Song Zhixing's voice was stuck in his throat.
But seeing his face becoming more and more ugly, her heart was beating like a drum. Her bright red lips moved several times, but she couldn't make a sound.
"Your writing is quite good, and I am really impressed by you!" Tang Yu stood in front of her with his tall figure, his hands in his pockets, his expression as cold as if covered with thousand-year-old ice.
This "compliment" - if this could be considered a compliment, made Song Zhixing's legs almost weak and she almost knelt on the ground. She could only smile helplessly and said, "Actually... it's just average..."
Tang Yu didn't even want to respond to her words. He just snorted coldly and stared at her seriously. The next moment, he took a long step and walked towards the door with an expressionless face. Du Hui hurriedly followed.
Just leaving like that? That's too easy!
Song Zhixing almost jumped for joy. However, before he could catch his breath, he heard a desolate voice floating from the door, "Go and complete the withdrawal procedures."
Du Hui nodded: "Yes, I will talk to the principal right away."
Du Hui respectfully opened the office door, and Tang Yu walked out first.
Song Zhixing looked at the back and was stunned.
Did she hear it right? Drop out of school? Just because of a love letter, this person wanted her to drop out of school? Wasn't this an exaggeration
Nun Miejue had not expected that the matter would become so serious. Although Song Zhixing was a bit naughty, it was not to the extent of dropping out of school. However, since it was the second master of the Tang family who spoke, she did not dare to say a word.
The more Song Zhixing thought about it, the angrier he became. He chased after him, holding the love letter in his hand.
She stepped in front of him and said, "Uncle, I won't drop out! I think this school is great!"
Tang Yu glanced at her and asked, "Who said that you should drop out of school?"
"Didn't you just say that? I don't care. I won't retreat."
"What's the name of the person you wrote the love letter to?"
"Ah?" Tang Yu's sudden question caught Song Zhixing off guard.
Du Hui mentioned it from the side, "Second Master, his name is Xi Nan."
"Yeah." Tang Yu said lightly, "Let him retreat."
Song Zhixing was completely confused. Tang Yu didn't care about her mood and went downstairs.
Downstairs, there were several black luxury cars parked there. When they saw him coming out, the well-trained drivers had already opened the car doors and were waiting there.
Here, Song Zhixing took a long time to come back to her senses, and she almost ran after him.
As soon as Tang Yu got into the car, she followed him in.
"Get out of the car!" Tang Yu's expression was not very good. The two words were in a commanding tone. This person was used to absolutely controlling others.
Song Zhixing had already made up his mind, "Second Uncle, why did you let him drop out of school?"
Tang Yu's hands, which were flipping through the documents, paused because of her question. He looked away from her, as if asking casually, "Are you heartbroken?"
"This love letter was written by me and has nothing to do with him. You are hurting innocent people by doing this!"
Tang Yu was indifferent, "Since his name is on this love letter, he is not innocent."
"Uncle, if you do this, I won't be able to hold my head up in front of him!"
"Why do you need to raise your head?" Tang Yu then looked at her sideways, his dark eyes still showing no emotion at all, "Are you still fantasizing that you will have a chance to meet again in the future?"
Song Zhixing bit her lip, her eyes filled with grievance and anger, "Do you know that he is a recommended student of our school? Dropping out at this time would be a devastating blow to him!"
"I don't need to know this." Tang Yu closed the file and said coldly, "I didn't write the love letter."
"Love letter! Love letter! Tear up this love letter now, I don't know what else you can say!" Song Zhixing was so angry that her face turned red. She had no place to vent her anger, so she took it out on the love letter. She angrily tore the paper into pieces and threw it at Tang Yu's face.
This action frightened the driver in front of him so much that his face turned pale. Isn't this young lady too bold? !
"Song, Zhi, Xing!" Tang Yu had always been worshipped by others, how could he have been treated like this? His face suddenly turned ugly. His cold and rebuking voice rang out in the narrow carriage, resounding loudly.
Song Zhixing was startled, but the next moment, he seemed to be still angry, and he picked up the paper spilled on the seat and threw it over again, "You are making a fuss and being unreasonable! Sister Li said that I have no conscience and always hope that you will leave, but as soon as you come back, you give me problems and make me feel uncomfortable..."
As Song Zhixing spoke, she began to cry. In fact, she didn't know whether she was aggrieved or uncomfortable. Her hands didn't stop moving. Her slender and soft fingers were about to pounce on Tang Yu's face.
Tang Yu raised his hands and held her hands.
Song Zhixing struggled hard in anger, but how could she be a match for Tang Yu? Tang Yu leaned over and, with a little force, pushed her down on the back seat.
He leaned over half of her body, but all his strength was in his hands, so he didn't press her down.
He is tall.
She was already thin, and under his shadow, she looked even smaller.
The slender wrist fell into his broad palm, and it was not even enough to be grasped. It seemed that it would be crushed if he used a little force.
Song Zhixing never expected that the two of them would suddenly get so close. The man's powerful aura and tall figure were like a mountain, making her breathless.
and…
That face is breathtakingly beautiful...
She found that the closer she got to him, the more she thought he was very good-looking. His three-dimensional facial features, though cold, were flawless. He was 30 years old and his skin was in great condition.
Song Zhixing's eyes fell on his handsome face, and for a moment, she felt that she couldn't take her eyes away. This was the first time she stared at him so carefully and boldly. However, when she met his eyes, she immediately became timid. It seemed that she realized how awkward the posture of the two of them was at the moment, her cheeks turned red, and she turned her face away in panic.
"Still making trouble?" Compared to the twists and turns in her mind, Tang Yu remained calm and composed.
The three gloomy words, tainted with a strong scent of masculine hormones, sprayed into Song Zhixing's ears. Her heart suddenly beat very fast and her mind went blank for a moment.
Her hands, which were held by him, subconsciously tensed up. As if under some kind of spell, she dared not even move. After a long while, she managed to find her voice, "Second Uncle... You can't let him drop out of school."
"Why not?" Tang Yu lowered his head and stared at her, like a dense net that made it impossible for her to escape. "I didn't send you here to have a relationship!"
[There will be more updates later, and they will be updated before 1 o'clock~~ You guys go to bed first~]