CH 11

When Dishian saw Wei Ying, he choked. Lying on Wei Rui’s back, he took another breath and accidentally sucked half of Wei Rui’s fortune.

The previous night, Wei Ying pushed Dishian into the toilet pot and flushed him away. The ordinary haze and dead gas could no longer provide him with energy, so he could only rely on someone’s fortune to fill the deficiency.

Wei Rui’s four friends had summoned him. According to the rules, he should meet their requirements. But after the game started, it was equivalent to signing a contract. Once he was not strong enough or was injured, he could also make up for it by taking the fortunes of the one who summoned him.

It stands to reason that he should suck little luck from every girl who called him. But being so frightened by Wei Ying, he accidentally swallowed too much.

He didn’t mean it. He was a good ghost with morality and professionalism! Blame that devil!

He had sucked half of Wei Rui’s fortune now. Wei Rui turned unlucky, and there may be worse things awaiting her.

In the classroom, there was a noise for a while. The representative of the math class reprimanded, “Be quiet, don’t talk to each other, and don’t play with your mobile phone! First warning. If it happens again, I will take your mobile phone as well as your test paper.”

There was a moment of silence in the classroom, and everyone continued to write down the papers.

Dishian didn’t dare to stay there anymore. Under Wei Ying’s gaze, he narrowed his neck and escaped from the classroom.

Wei Ying looked at the direction he escaped from, her lips slightly hooked, and whispered, “Wei Rui, is going to get worse.”

Tang Yu looked solemnly at Wei Ying. He lowered his head to continue writing the test. It took him ten minutes to write down the test papers, and then he handed them to the class representative. He took a half-class break on the grounds of “going out to see a doctor.”

In the back alleys of the school, there were few people.

Tang Yu pushed his wheelchair into a tea shop. The boss’s wife saw him coming and immediately led him into the back room.

The back room was a Japanese-styled tea room, and a small coffee table was placed on the tatami near the window, which was filled with delicate tea sets. A 60-year-old man kneeled while making tea.

At the door, Tang Yu suddenly got up from the wheelchair.

The proprietress handed him a pair of Japanese slippers, folded the wheelchair for him, set it aside, and pulled the wooden square sliding door for him.

He knelt before the coffee table, and the old man handed him the brewed tea.

In the light blue glazed ice-cracked small cup, the tea was clear and steaming. Tang Yu held up the teacup, took it to his mouth, and asked, “How?”

The teenager was only eighteen years old, but his eyes had the coldness and stability that his peers did not have.

The old housekeeper nodded and said, “I found that the person who posted the Weibo was your classmate Wang Jing. The reason why this Weibo was reposted in a short period of time was also because of this Wang Jing. Her father was Weibo University v*, with a lot of fans, after this Weibo was forwarded by her father, and then promoted by several marketing accounts, public opinion quickly changed. “

Tang Yu frowned, and asked, “Is there any information about her father? What about the school surveillance video?”

“Everything is ready.” The old housekeeper took out the iPad, opened the video. He showed it to him, and explained briefly, “The video has a blind spot, and can’t even take a shot of Wei Ying. Wang Jing is the owner of a marketing company and is slammed by the industry for chaos. There was an incident three years ago that was related to him. Because of his report, a student of No. 2 High School committed suicide. However, this incident was quickly suppressed. There are no reports on the Internet.”

Tang Yu glanced briefly at the data compiled by the old housekeeper and nodded, “You can sort out this information and publish it anonymously.”

The old housekeeper was puzzled and asked, “How can I help Miss Wei clean up her grievances?”

Tang Yu’s voice was calm, “Don’t worry; do what I say first.”

The old housekeeper nodded.

When the old housekeeper went out, Tang Yu took out his diary from his bag.

In the diary, he wrote at ten at night.

Tang Yu was also reborn at the age of eighteen.

However, his memory of when he was thirty-three years old would only appear after ten in the night. After seven in the morning, that memory would disappear.

This diary was written by Tang Yu, 33, for Tang Yu, 18.

The diary recorded his future with Wei Ying, as well as how Wei Ying died tragically.

Six years later, he and Wei Ying met in Paris.

At that time, with the help of the old housekeeper and Aunt Mo, he successfully brought down his uncle, took back the company’s management rights, and restored the life that a normal person deserved.

He secretly fell in love with Wei Ying from the senior year of high school, but he didn’t expect that the little fat girl had turned into a little beauty. She became a rookie in the fashion industry, shining on the international runway.

After standing firm in the company, he gained the confidence to pursue Wei Ying.

His pursuit went smoothly, and the two lived like ordinary little lovers after they got together. Although he was usually busy with work, he would certainly take the time to accompany Wei Ying to travel.

Wei Ying’s temper was not very good.

Miao:-

V*: When the letter V is added before the Weibo account, it shows “verified members” with a lot of followers.