"Just wait and see."
Fu Nanli actually had expectations.
In fact, Wen Qiao had no idea. The only time in her life that she took the initiative to pursue someone was towards Zhuang Yan. At that time, she even chose to write a love letter, but was blatantly rejected. Obviously, it didn't work.
For this reason, she went to consult Lu Youyou.
Lu Youyou was stunned: "Wow, what makes you have this illusion that I would pursue boys?"
Wen Qiao said solemnly: "I can only ask you, there is no one else."
Wen Qiao told Lu Youyou everything. Lu Youyou was surprised and happy, and patted her shoulder fiercely: "What did I say? I told you that even if Mr. Fu knew you were a liar, he wouldn't be angry. He has fallen in love with you a long time ago. Qiao Qiao, you are really good. It's all because of your beautiful face. Which man can stand it?"
"Yes, yes, you are very smart. Tell me, what fresh and unconventional method should I use to pursue him?"
Lu Youyou stroked his chin: "I went online to look at those CEO articles and saw how Cinderella ended up with the CEO."
"Well, the president looked down on the heroine, and was slapped by the heroine. The president immediately thought the heroine was very special."
Wen Qiao shook his head: "How can I bear to hit him?"
Lu Youyou looked at her ambiguously: "Oh, I can't bear to let go."
Wen Qiao said lightly: "Be serious."
Lu Youyou said seriously: "Yes, yes, I'll be serious."
Lu Youyou told Wen Qiao all the tricks of the CEO's article. Wen Qiao shook his head: "No, that kind of trick is not worthy of him. He is so elegant and graceful."
Lu Youyou snorted: "Are you here to torture the dog?"
Wen Qiao pressed her head and said, "Forget it, I shouldn't ask you. I'll figure it out myself."
After leaving school, Wen Qiao took a taxi to her club.
Outside the business park is a quiet path. Two-story buildings in light pink and milky white are located on both sides of the street. The second floors are all decorated with hollow carved iron railings. The potted plants are filled with colorful flowers, which are spread out in the rain and fog. The street is very beautiful.
She was holding a transparent umbrella and was about to walk to the business park when someone suddenly jumped down from the second floor, splashing water in the puddle on the ground. Wen Qiao took a step back defensively, slowly raised the brim of the umbrella, and saw a boy squatting in front of her.
The boy was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt with the hood on his head, sports pants, sneakers, and a white Nike canvas crossbody bag on his back. He was holding a rope in his hand with a red balloon at the top of the rope.
The strong contrast between black and white and red made Wen Qiao look at him twice.
The boy stood up slowly, then turned around and gave the balloon to a little girl behind him. The little girl was wearing a pink raincoat. She took the balloon and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, brother."
Wen Qiao lowered the brim of her umbrella, walked past the boy, and continued walking forward.
There were footsteps coming from behind her, not too far away, following her as she walked through the street, into the business park, and until she stopped outside the small courtyard of the AF Club, the footsteps were still there.
Wen Qiao turned around and saw the boy she had just met on the street. A dangerous light flashed in her eyes and she asked coldly, "Why are you following me?"
He smiled and shrugged: "I'm here for an interview at the AF Club, are you too?"
Wen Qiao was startled, knowing that he was being too sensitive, "You're here for an interview?"
"Um."
"how old are you?"
"nineteen."
"You're in college?"
(End of this chapter)