Chapter 82：

Wei Qingyu looked at Chen Linji who was standing not far away, a little surprised.

She looked around calmly, and walked to Chen Linji without being noticed: "Uncle Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Linji smiled kindly at Wei Qingyu, and did not respond positively: "How are you doing? Is your learning with Feng Yue going well? Uncle feels that you seem to be very busy these days, so you don't contact your uncle much."

Chen Linji's words seemed to be caring, but they were actually reminding Wei Qingyu.

How could Wei Qingyu not be able to hear it, he lowered his head slightly and said apologetically: "Sorry, Uncle Chen, there have been a lot of things recently."

"It's okay, I just heard Liu Yue say it that day. It turns out that the little student whom you asked Ancen to treat has passed away." Chen Linji said, and looked up at the mourning crowd in the distance, and patted it with relief. Pat Wei Qingyu on the shoulder, "Don't be too sad, after all, life and death are impermanent, everything is destiny. We who are alive must live well."

The heavy palm patted Wei Qingyu's shoulder slightly, and Ji Xiao in her sight also shook slightly.

It would be nice if Ji Xiao could look open like this.

The wind blew through the evergreen trees and made a rustling sound. Chen Linji followed Wei Qingyu's sight and slowly preached: "Whisper, in fact, uncle came to see you this time, besides seeing you, there is another one. I want to tell you something."

"Our first phase of the plan is going relatively smoothly, and the implementation of the several plans you proposed is also very effective. We will be able to enter the final stage immediately. We will work hard for the next month, and then uncle will not have to. If you cover up the relationship between you and me, those of us will be able to switch from the dark to the light. At that time, if you want to get out of Ji's house, I can also have a way."

When Wei Qingyu heard the words, his heart tightened slightly, and said, "Don't worry about moving out."

She looked at Chen Linji and added calmly: "Actually, Uncle Chen, we can use warm water to boil the frog. Pretending to be unintentional exposure, Ji Qingyun thinks that I still have a bargaining chip, although it will not let him continue to relax his vigilance. But this won't make him too vigilant."

"This initiative must always remain in our hands."

"Well, what you said makes sense." Chen Linji also nodded in approval, and then said: "Ji Qingyun is the best at using tricks. We will turn to the bright spot in the future, and we must be careful to deal with it. We still have to wrong you."

When Wei Qingyu saw that Chen Linji didn't have her to help him "escaping" from the Ji family, he secretly relieved and shook his head: "As long as the final result is good, it won't be wronged."

"In the next step, Uncle intends to cooperate with the Jin family of the Century Group to take back all the companies left by her husband step by step. What he thought turned to Wei Qingyu, "I have visited the Jin family these few times and have seen Jin Nanfeng, the eldest son of the Jin family, several times. He is a month older than you and is a very good Alpha. I heard that this year You’ve already known Jin Nanfeng for the anniversary of the school, don’t you?"

Wei Qingyu had a bad premonition suddenly in his heart and gave Chen Linji a soft "um".

Chen Linji heard this with a cheerful smile in his eyes, "Uncle also heard that he will be transferred to your school next semester. You can try to get in touch with him then."

Wei Qingyu understood what Chen Linji meant and wanted to refuse: "Uncle Chen..."

Chen Linji waved his hand and interrupted: "Hey, it's just making friends, so you don't need to resist so much."

As a street lamp that cannot be ignored by Wei Qingyu, he is a loyal supporter of Wei-Jin romance in the original text.

"Although you are Oga, don't you and Miss Ji, who is also Alpha, also maintain a very good friendship? Besides, I don't think that Jin Nanfeng child is a second-generation jerk. Give it a try."

Chen Linji didn't break the words to death, let alone strong orders.

Wei Qingyu couldn't help but feel full of resistance when he heard him line up Ji Xiao and Jin Nanfeng side by side, and stepped on Ji Xiao sideways and raised Jin Nanfeng.

"Furthermore, in the future, our two families will inevitably socialize. Having such a friend will also help us in the future development of the company. What do you think?"

After that, Chen Linji looked at Wei Qingyu.

Wei Qingyu also understood the benefits and nodded in a calm tone like compromise: "I see."

Chen Linji nodded with special satisfaction when he heard the words.

Then he told Wei Qingyu about other things, taking advantage of the end of the funeral to join the people who left the venue.

Wei Qingyu looked at the black hat that was getting smaller and smaller in the crowd, his eyes darkened.

It was just that the wind picked up the long hair on the side of Wei Qingyu's face, covering the flash of jealousy in her eyes.

The small bone that hung in the back of her head pierced the flesh and gave birth to barbs.

Maybe she was just such a person, born with rebelliousness.

There can be interest relationships, but she will never mix them with half-hearted love.

She identified Ji Xiao, and don't want her to look back in this life.

The withered rose turned into the mulch, and the summer vacation came to an end.

Wei Qingyu spent the rest of the time busy. Every night that was sleepless, Ji Xiao could see the light in Wei Qingyu’s room that hadn’t been extinguished, and then she leaned on the bay window as if to accompany Wei Qingyu. Same, count the stars one by one.

Sometimes you can count from one to a hundred, and sometimes you can count from one to zero.

Ji Xiao is like the star hiding behind the dark clouds, the moon that accompanies her without a word. The contact with Wei Qingyu has changed from every moment in the past to just 20 to 30 minutes at the dinner table asking herself to answer.

Later, there was only a formulaic greeting between them.

--good morning Good afternoon Good night.

Two young girls were sitting quietly at the deserted dining table.

Their shadows mirrored together, but no one took the initiative to speak.

Ji Xiao felt that Wei Qingyu might really let go of himself.

After all, she is the heroine, and her destined heroine will officially debut as the plot advances.

At that time, her feelings for herself will also be wiped out with the pheromone that she highly matches with the South Jinfeng.

There was no hoarseness and entanglement in this broken relationship, and it disappeared silently.

It was like a person falling into the deep sea, with a few irregular bubbles floating up and drowning in the sea without struggling.

Ji Xiao thought so, and suddenly gave a wry smile, and the stairs in his sight were cast with a mist.

She blinked her eyes skillfully as usual, and her eyelashes easily broke the barrier composed of tears.

Then, as always, he went downstairs and went to eat breakfast as if nothing had happened.

Only this time she didn't see Wei Qingyu at the dinner table.

Aunt Wu saw Ji Xiao staring at Wei Qingyu’s empty seat, and hurriedly said, "Miss, Miss Wei has never come down for breakfast. On the first day of school today, did you overslept? Do you want me to ask her? ?"

Hearing this, Ji Xiao hurriedly retracted his sight, and coldly dropped a word and said, "What's the matter with me?"

After all, she just sat in her place.

Aunt Wu dared not say anything, she took the breakfast she had prepared and put it in front of Ji Xiao, "Today, on the first day of school, there was a double yolk egg in the sandwich. I wish Ms. Miss the high grade third class exam a smooth test."

When Ji Xiao heard Aunt Wu's words, a wave of ripples rose in her calm heart.

It's the placement test again. It turns out that she has been in this world for a year...

Something seems to have happened this year, and nothing seems to have happened.

The plot in the original text is still happening according to its corresponding time point, but the story in the middle is filled with more fullness, but it also appears weaker.

Whether he will survive in the end, it seems like an unknown now.

Ji Xiao looked at the sandwich in front of him, and the two beautiful golden egg yolks exuded an attractive luster to be slaughtered.

Like a wordless resistance to fate, Ji Xiaowu took a bite of the sandwich spontaneously.

She would choose to retreat in order to prevent Wei Qingyu from following Qi Qi's footsteps, which does not mean that she would accept her fate and let herself go to the end of death.

In the end, he took the money he earned from playing with funds and hid in a small mountain village that no one could find, and became a village teacher without a system.

Anyway, she had a bad life, the big deal would be death.

Nothing is worse than this.

But Wei Qingyu couldn't do it.

She is a heroine, she will have a bright future as long as she walks according to the original text. She has not taken back what her parents left for her, so she can't delay her.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiao frowned again.

Obviously his own affairs have something to do with Wei Qingyu, so why did he think of Wei Qingyu again.

The atmosphere in the restaurant became even more dull. Until Ji Xiao finished breakfast, the sandwiches in front of him were always placed on the plate.

Wei Qingyu never came downstairs, or she left early like she did when she started, but Aunt Wu didn't notice it at all.

fair enough.

Everything is back to square one.

There was a secret sorrow in Ji Xiao's pupils, and he took the schoolbag at hand and walked straight out of the house.

The driver parked the car at the door early in the morning, waiting for Ji Xiao to board the car on time.

"boom."

"boom."

The moment Ji Xiao closed the door, the sound of opening the door came from the other side.

Wei Qingyu carried her white canvas schoolbag, just as Ji Xiao saw her when she first went to school a year ago.

The familiar mint smell brushed Ji Xiao's face with a bit of coolness, with a freshness that had not been seen in a long time.

The girl's expression was faint, her back straightened, as if nothing had happened, she sat with Ji Xiao casually like every day before summer vacation.

Ji Xiao seemed to realize something, and raised his hand to get out of the car and leave.

At the same time, it was held by a slightly cool and strong hand.

Ji Xiao's heart was closed for a long time and throbbed because of this contact.

She knew what Wei Qingyu meant, pressing her heart and beating wildly like a betrayal, and ordered coldly: "Let go."

"If I let go, will you still stay in the car?" Wei Qingyu's voice was exceptionally calm, as if simply asking about a trivial matter.

"No." Ji Xiao answered in a deep voice.

The air-conditioning wind dropped the air pressure in the car to the freezing point. Ji Xiaoqiang endured his heartache and raised his gaze to meet Wei Qingyu.

But Wei Qingyu seemed to have known that Ji Xiao would say such words to him a long time ago, and the expression on his face remained unchanged.

She looked at Ji Xiao's rare gaze, and her eyelashes were raised a little bit.

The turquoise pupils wrote coolness, but read it as hot, and slammed the extremely calm voice in Ji Xiao's heart.

"Ji Xiao, please understand that if you want to get off the car and walk to school, I will accompany you to get off the car and walk to school. If you want to go to school by car, I will go to school with you by car. If you want to go to school like this If you’re wasting time on unnecessary things, then I’m happy to accompany you. If you’re going to be late for the exam today and your results will be invalidated because of this, then I’ll accompany you into the student class with you."

"I do not mind."

Ji Xiao listened to Wei Qingyu's soft and powerful voice, and her hand moved slightly.

She could hardly believe that she looked at the girl in front of her with her ears, and asked in surprise: "Wei Qingyu, what are you doing?"

An abrupt chuckle came from the quiet carriage.

A white tea flower bloomed in Ji Xiao's sight.

Wei Qingyu clasped Ji Xiao's hand tightly, and his pale pink lips moved upwards little by little: "You know, I like you."

The voice was cold and hot, full of love but full of paranoid vines.