Chapter 663 Chinese New Year

But everyone knew about her being hospitalized in a car accident, so the teachers and classmates didn't discuss too much.

On the contrary, Cheng Ziyi was amazing, and her grades reversed from the 200th place to the 50th place in her grade.

All the teachers and head teachers in each class praised Cheng Ziyi by name.

To Su Zhi's surprise, Cheng Ziyi was neither arrogant nor impatient, she was much more calm and low-key than before.

People will always change slowly through experience, which is probably growth.

She is like this, Cheng Ziyi is the same as everyone else.

Some people can turn back in time after taking a detour, but some people go all the way to the dark, making mistakes again and again.

For example, Su Tingting.

Not long after New Year's Day, Su Zhi heard the news about Su Tingting from Xu Mei.

"Your second uncle called me today."

Su Zhi had almost forgotten Su Tianhai, the second uncle, to the back of her mind. When she heard it suddenly, she was in a daze for a while.

"What does Second Uncle want you to do?"

Xu Mei said unhappily: "Su Tingting will go to court at the end of the month. Your second uncle asked me to hire a lawyer and ask you to help plead with the judge. I scolded him and blocked him.

What, Su Tingting asked you to kidnap you and cause you to have a car accident. It’s good that I didn’t ask him to settle the score. He actually has the face to let us help Su Tingting get rid of the crime.

Fortunately, he is not in Ningcheng, otherwise I would never give up with him. "

Listening to Xu Mei's scolding, Su Zhi unexpectedly thought of her previous life.

At this time in the previous life, Su Tianhai made a fortune because of the rising price of medicinal materials, survived the shortage of funds, and later joined the Ji family, and the business grew bigger and bigger.

Even Li Qiaolan and Su Tingting had a particularly good time.

Only her, not to mention her ruin and reputation, after Xu Mei's death, even the only old house near her was taken away by Su Tianhai.

At that time, she suffered tremendous physical and mental suffering, and once wanted to commit suicide to end herself.

Thoughts were pulled back to the present, looking at Xu Mei who was full of anger, Su Zhi suddenly frowned: "Mom."

Xu Mei stopped talking, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, the New Year is coming soon, should we prepare more New Year's goods in advance this year?"

Now that it has entered the twelfth lunar month, and the Spring Festival is less than a month away, it is indeed time to prepare in advance.

"I'll go to the market tomorrow and buy some pork to make bacon and sausages at home. I'll buy the rest ready-made."

"Um."

Time flies, and half a month has passed.

The closer the New Year is, the lower the temperature is. Even Ningcheng, which rarely snows, has a few snowflakes from time to time.

"Master Yao, Secretary Wei wants to see you."

Lu Hanyao replied without raising his eyebrows: "Let's arrange it."

"OK."

Late at night, goose feathers and heavy snow fluttered down from mid-air. The visibility on the street was less than 20 meters. The whole city was covered in silver makeup, like a world of ice and snow.

In a very inconspicuous noodle shop on Lanling Road.

As soon as Wei Yuan lifted the quilt curtain, he saw Lu Hanyao sitting at the table in the center of the store.

The most dignified and low-key owner in the capital, at this time, like all ordinary diners, is sitting at a thickly battered wooden table, eating a bowl of steaming beef noodles with all his heart.

The man was wearing an expensive and elegant black handmade suit. The fingers holding the chopsticks were slender and strong, with well-defined joints. On his wrist was a black hand-woven rope inlaid with jade beans.

Under the light, the emerald beans glow with a green luster.

"President Lu."

Lu Hanyao raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, "Have you tried it? The beef noodles here are pretty good."

Wei Yuancheng panicked, "I've eaten it, thank you Mr. Lu for his kindness."

Lu Hanyao was noncommittal, turned his gaze away and continued eating noodles.

Wei Yuan stood quietly, not daring to disturb him.

(end of this chapter)