He Shan didn't dare to talk to Chuzheng, she always felt that nothing was right.
After eating, He Shan didn't dare to hold Chuzheng anymore, and the two went home separately.
"Oh, girl Yan is out of school?"
"Why did you come back so late today?"
Chuzheng is now a celebrity, and many people greeted her along the way.
Chu Zheng responded coldly, not enthusiastic, but polite.
After getting rid of the group of people, Chu Zheng finally went upstairs, and when she was about to reach her floor, she heard Father Yan's voice.
Then something hit the ground.
Chuzheng frowned slightly, took a long leg, and walked the last steps in a few steps.
"Immortal!"
When Chuzheng went up, he saw Wu Qiang preparing to kick Yan's father on the ground with his feet.
"Wu Qiang." Chu Zheng didn't move, just called him softly.
Wu Qiang's foot was about to kick down, and when he heard Chu Zheng's voice, he froze.
He turned his head a little stiffly and saw the girl standing on the stairs, her expression changed very quickly.
Wu Qiang's injury is not yet healed, so he came out to breathe.
When he met Yan's father who just came home, thinking of the loss he suffered in Chuzheng, his anger rose up, and he couldn't help taking Yan's father out.
Who knew that before the anger came out, Chuzheng came back.
Wu Qiang is now a little startled.
"I didn't kick it, he fell!" Wu Qiang pointed at Father Yan.
Chuzheng didn't say anything, just stuck in his pocket.
The expressionless look on the girl's face is really intimidating, especially those eyes, which always feel like they are covered with ice and frozen three feet.
Wu Qiang couldn't help but step back.
When Wu Qiang was considering whether to run or not, Chu Zheng raised his leg without warning and kicked Wu Qiang in the stomach.
Wu Qiang hit the cardboard box behind with a 'bang' and fell.
Chuzheng looked down at him condescendingly, and the words were like ice: "You fell yourself."
Wu Qiang covered his stomach and did not dare to say a word.
"Don't get out yet? Do you want to fall again?" This kind of person really saves trouble, tsk.
The coldness in Chuzheng's eyes was spreading, but fortunately, she was suppressed.
Wu Qiang swallowed his saliva, he didn't dare to wait any longer, he got up and ran.
Chuzheng turned back and reached out to help Father Yan.
"It's okay... It's okay, I'm okay..." Yan's father avoided Chuzheng's hand: "If you're dirty, don't touch it, I'll get up by myself..."
Chuzheng was in a bad mood, with coldness all over her body, and being avoided by Yan's father made it even worse.
She grabbed Father Yan's arm directly and helped him up.
Father Yan couldn't get Chuzheng's strength, and he looked uneasy when he was lifted up: "Daughter, I'm dirty, please let go..."
Chuzheng didn't say a word, and went to pick up the things on the ground with lowered eyebrows, holding it with one hand and supporting Yan's father with the other: "Go back."
Yan's father looked at Chu Zheng's cold and emotionless profile, his eyes were a little warm, and his heart was also warm.
He nodded heavily: "Hey."
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Chuzheng's room has been almost completely renovated, and even the floor is covered with a soft carpet... Although Chuzheng thinks the bastard is crazy, what kind of carpet is there in this weather.
Chuzheng unfolded the folded desk, took out the review from the schoolbag and continued to write.
Wang Zhehao felt that Chuzheng was very contradictory. A big boss like her should be very arrogant and not write about such a thing.
Then the conflict came together, and it took the money to buy the school.
But she is writing the review so seriously now, how does it work
As a serious prodigal system, there is no place to use it, this is a shame.
"Knock Knock..."
Mother Yan came to knock on the door, and Chu Zheng pushed the table to open the door.
"Nan, I boiled some sugar water, can you drink some?" Yan Mu asked cautiously, holding a bowl of sugar water.
"thanks."
Chuzheng took the sugar water naturally, and didn't mean to dislike it.
Mother Yan's originally uneasy heart fell: "Hey, it's okay, then you can continue to do your homework."
Chuzheng's room is usually not locked, they can see the changes in the room, it looks like money...
But they didn't dare to ask.
This daughter... hey, it's completely different from the previous one.
Mother Yan turned to leave, Chu Zheng returned to the room, and continued to struggle with the review.
Minutes and seconds passed, and before you knew it, it was almost early morning.
Chuzheng didn't want to write anymore, she pushed the table and went to sleep.
The next day, Chuzheng went to school after breakfast.
She got up a little early, and there was no one outside at this time.
Chuzheng crossed various obstacles and walked to the stairs, and suddenly a person flew down from the upstairs. He jumped down directly supporting the stairs.
If Chuzheng hadn't flashed so fast, he would have almost hit him.
The man disappeared after a few moments, Chuzheng only heard the sound of going downstairs, but it quickly disappeared.
Chuzheng carried her schoolbag and continued to walk downstairs. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she suddenly raised her head and looked upstairs.
A boy stood on the stairs at some point. He was wearing black clothes and stood there quietly, like a ghost.
The boy was wearing a peaked cap, which was held down a little bit. When Chuzheng looked at it, he turned his head and went upstairs.
Chuzheng only saw his profile, which was very good-looking.
Chu Zheng stared at his back until he couldn't see it, and then went downstairs thoughtfully.
Standing downstairs, she tapped her fingertips on her schoolbag, and looked back at the building.
Think more.
Chuzheng thought so, threw her schoolbag on her body, and went to school slowly.
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some alley.
The man quickly ran through several alleys, looked left and right, pushed open a door and entered one of the households.
The curtains in the whole room were drawn, and no light came through.
A voice came from the direction of the sofa: "I'm back."
The man who came in took a breath: "I didn't find anything, that kid is so smart, he was almost caught by him."
If it wasn't for someone below, he probably wouldn't be here well now.
There was a 'click' on the sofa, the flame of the lighter came on, and the person sitting on the sofa lit a cigarette.
"You have been discovered, don't follow him first, and then find a way."
"... Hmm." The man didn't force it, he met the boy face to face, and if he went further, he would be courting death.
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Chuzheng didn't expect to see Mrs. Du when she came back from school.
She was sitting in a dilapidated room with inappropriateness and disgust written all over her face, holding her precious bag, as if putting it down would stain her bag.
Chuzheng walked in without expression. Mrs. Du saw her and thought that Chuzheng slapped her face yesterday, but she didn't say anything.
Mrs. Du looked at Mother Yan who was standing aside, showing restraint everywhere.
"I've made it clear, this is a small matter, and there's no need to make such a big deal. I also raised Chuzheng. Anyway, is there a blessing for this kind of upbringing?"
"Yes Yes… "
Mother Yan was not good at words, so she could only agree.
He agreed that it was wrong, and immediately said: "We can't be the master of this matter, let's just listen to Nan Nan."
Mother Yan turned her attention to Chuzheng.
Mrs. Du didn't think so, and couldn't help raising her voice: "You are her mother, why can't you be the master?"