Chapter 61

Xie Dingyuan is also looking at her.

Originally waiting at the school gate, she hurried into a small clinic, and the man fell silent.

The fingers hanging on the side of the body move unconsciously

I'm still a high school student. I blame him... For being too hard.

"Hello, my name is Xie. 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 rude man who picked her up and left her again yesterday.

Jiang Fuyue looked at him with a cold look.

Looking closer, Xie Dingyuan found that these eyes were more beautiful than yesterday, like two surging whirlpools, with the magic of absorbing people at any time.

"After I went back yesterday, I asked Ziang about the causes and consequences. He was wrong first, so... I'm sorry." the man's half drooping eyelids silently expressed humility, with a flat and slow tone, heavy and stable, very cautious appearance.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him up and down. There was no doubt that the man was very handsome. There was a rigorous solemnity between her eyebrows and eyes, showing her style of education.

From the first word he said, his attitude was gentle and his manners were comprehensive. Even his expression made people unable to pick out a mistake.

In addition to "perfect", Jiang Fuyue couldn't find a second word to describe him.

It's a pity

Those seemingly peaceful eyes hide snow mountains, and the gentle and modest attitude is only superficial.

Zhong Ziang's uncle, also surnamed Xie

Jiang Fuyue almost guessed his origin.

Speaking of it, she and the Xie family

Well, her past life is like smoke. She should have dispersed long ago. In this life, she is Jiang Fuyue.

Just Jiang Fuyue!

"Is Mr. Xie's apology for yourself or for Zhong Ziang?"

The man laughed and said, "there are all."

"That's too simple. There's no sincerity at all. What do you think?"

Xie Dingyuan nodded: "my mistake. What is' sincerity '?"

Jiang Fuyue: "why don't your nephews apologize to me at the same time?"

The man was noncommittal and said, "I heard that your grades are very good, but in addition to immersing yourself in hard work, I occasionally have to look up and see the world. This is my little intention. I should apologize to you."

Then he handed Jiang Fuyue a paper bag with both hands.

Even with such a small gesture, he maintained his politeness and upbringing.

But the invisible pressure can not be resisted by a chicken of Jiang Fuyue's age.

The group of people in the upper class circle of the imperial capital seem to like playing this set very much. It sounds better as "reserved and noble", and it's hard to say as "posturing". Inadvertently widening the class gap can easily make the other party feel inferior and timid.

What a good psychological tactic?

Unfortunately, I met Jiang Fuyue, once a legendary figure in the 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?

Sure enough——

Jiang Fuyue's calmness attracted the man's eyes several times. Her behavior of not receiving the bag also made him ponder and pick her eyebrows.

"No?" Xie Dingyuan asked.

"If you guessed correctly, the latest fruit notebook is still high-end. The estimated price is more than 20000. Mr. Xie is really generous. Unfortunately, the price is not equal to sincerity."

The smile between men's eyebrows faded until it completely disappeared and turned into a silent deep sea.

He thought he understood Zhong Ziang's mood a little.

It's shameless to give a face. I don't know what's good or bad... I'm right.

He naturally withdrew his hand and smoothed the cuffs. Xie Dingyuan raised his jaw slightly. His light, cold eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue's face. "It seems that we can't talk today."

"It's so difficult for you and Zhong Ziang to apologize at the same time?" Jiang Fuyue smiled.

"Oh... All you want is an apology?" the man sneered, but it was a disguised humiliation.

I just didn't expect a high school girl to have such a complex mind. Maybe it's not a unilateral pursuit between her and Zhong Ziang.

Who knows if she's hard to get? Is it tempting?

If so, Zhong Ziang can't really play with her

The man's eyes showed three points of examination and seven points of contempt. Jiang Fuyue didn't know what his brain had filled, but his intuition wouldn't be a good thing.

Immediately he smiled and greeted his eyes: "if Zhong Ziang hadn't made a mistake first, I don't think you would have come here. Your apology is just for self-cultivation, not from the heart. In other words, you're sorry, but you don't think it's wrong in your heart. At least you shouldn't be fully responsible."

Xie Dingyuan remained calm, his jaw slightly raised, with a bit of awe inspiring dignity and arrogance.

"Because I did it to Zhong Ziang, in order to save him, you did it to me. In the final analysis, I was wrong, and your behavior was based on this premise, so the original mistake became understandable. And the reason why you appeared here to lower your body and make amends to me was just because you were willing, kind and generous." Jiang Fuyue pierced his true face.

Finally, he asked, "since you are not sincere, why should I be serious?"

Xie Dingyuan looked at her for the first time. She was a very young girl. She was still wearing a school uniform. She was under the age of double ten, but she spoke with thorns.

And her mouth did pierce him.

"You are prejudiced against me," he said.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows in a casual tone: "maybe."

"That's not right." the man was upright and rigorous like a scholar.

She was a little interested. "So? Are you going to teach me how to be a man?"

His reserved jaw rose unconsciously, his eyes looked at her and said, "please take back your prejudice."

"Yes, wait until you put down your arrogance."

A conversation broke up unhappily.

Xie Dingyuan sat in the car. The half lowered window showed the man's cold side face, "Lao Zhang, drive."

Jiang Fuyue turned quietly with her back straight.

A person who puts himself in a box and wants to be perfect, but is hypocritical, talks about "Prejudice" with her?

Ridiculous!

……

Zhong Ziang asked for leave today and didn't go to class.

In the morning, Dr. Tang came to check him. Except for the ugly bruises around his neck, there were no problems with his trachea, heart and lungs.

Finally, I left a tube of ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Zhong Ziang applied the medicine in the mirror and 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 in bed angry.

When I woke up, the sun set outside the window.

Knock Knock Knock——

"Who?" he was impatient.

"Young master, sir has come back and told you to go to the living room." it's Mrs. Liu.

Zhong Ziang didn't dare to delay. He simply washed his face and went down to the living room.

"Uncle."

"HMM." Xie Dingyuan sat on the sofa, his shirt and trousers, dressed meticulously.

"Has Dr. Tang been here?" he asked Mrs. Liu.

"I've been here, I've been here. I came early this morning and said that the young master had a skin injury. He'll be fine in a few days."

Xie Dingyuan nodded slightly: "go and be busy first."

"Ah." Liu Ma turned and left.

His sight fell on Zhong Ziang. He paused for a moment. "I saw Jiang Fuyue half an hour ago."

Zhong Ziang was stunned.