When Su Rou was in class in the afternoon, she always felt the burning eyes from her side. It was so strong that it was difficult for people to ignore them. At the beginning, Su Rou could continue to write notes indifferently, but not long ago, a figure sat in the empty seat next to her. Dean just supported her and looked at Su rou.

Dean moved over secretly while the old professor was writing on the blackboard. Some boys and girls saw behind him. Everyone knew Dean's ideas. One boy even gave a frivolous whistle.

Dean approached Su Rou slightly and said softly, "Su Rou, do you want to play with me tonight?"

"..." Su Rou just lowered her head and took notes, didn't say a word, and didn't even look at him.

"What's good about Asian men? They can't compare with me physically." Dean said, with an ambiguous tone, anyone can hear his voice over, that is, his kung fu in bed is not as good as him.

Su Rou only felt disgusted. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Su Yuze.

Dean only saw her little white hand clicking on her mobile phone, but she was typing Chinese. He couldn't understand any of them. "Who are you texting? Your boyfriend? "

Su Rou soon received Su Yuze's message and asked her to wait for a while.

So Su Rou put down her cell phone and listened attentively. But Dean was very patient and would not stop until he got a response, so he said, "I'll call you sue. It's better."

No matter how he called her name, Su Rou would only feel sick!

The two girls sitting behind Su Rou, who reminded Su Rou not to mix with Dean last time, couldn't see it anymore, so they poked Dean's back with their pen, "Dean, just let others go. Don't you see that she doesn't want to talk to you?"

Dean turned his head and said coldly, "you'd better mind my business."

"Cut..." the girl looked at Dean, then shut up and didn't speak. Dean's family is also a rich family. It's not good for him to annoy him. Yellow skin, you can only pray for yourself!

Su Rou waited about ten minutes. A text message came from her mobile phone. It was sent by Su Yuze. He was almost at the school gate. Su Rou picked up the books decisively, stood up and walked towards the back door.

Dean is still talking to Su Rou, thinking about how to abduct Su Rou to play with him at night. Unexpectedly, she suddenly stood up and walked out of the classroom door.

"..." shit, this girl really has personality. Don't she know her identity?

……

Su Rou, who walked out of the classroom quickly, looked back and found that Dean didn't follow. She was a little relieved. What did Dean want to do? Dean is racist. Naturally, he can't like her. What does he want to do?

"Little rou'er, where are you going?" Su Yuze sat in the car and saw Su Rou hammer her little head slightly. She was looking straight at him and was ready to pass his car. He couldn't help but call her.

Su Rou regained consciousness. She found that she had passed her head unconsciously. She turned back and sat in the co pilot's seat, "didn't pay attention..."

"What are you thinking?" Su Yuze asked, "you look a little uneasy."

Although Su Rou is not the kind of person who likes to make small reports, Dean is really disgusting, and there may be any conspiracy, "I seem to be entangled by the boy in our class."

"Who?" Su Yuze asked softly, but it's not difficult to find that there is a cold and light killing intention emanating from Su Yuze. Who dares to pester Xiao rouer so recklessly?

"It's the boy who invited me to his birthday party last time. His name is Dean, but I don't know his full name." But everyone called him that, so she called him that.

"Dean..." Su Yuze silently read Dean's name, and he remembered it“ Go home? Or do you want to go... On a date? "

"Appointment."

"Oh, good."

the second day

"Little rou'er, if you don't want to go to class, it doesn't matter." Su Yuze is worried that Su Rou will have a psychological shadow on Dean. Even if she doesn't go to class, it doesn't matter. Anyway, as long as she wants to go to work, Shengshi will always open the door for her. Even if she doesn't go to work, he can feed her, so she doesn't have to work so hard.

"He doesn't dare to do anything to me in broad daylight. I don't want him to think I'm afraid of him." Thinking of dean's arrogance and dislike of Asians, there is an unknown fire in his heart. How can Chinese be discriminated against by foreigners?

Su Yuze nodded, "don't be afraid of an accident. I'll carry it."

"I can't fight."

"Well... My little rou'er just needs to be my woman." Fighting is not suitable for Su Rou, and most importantly, fighting is easy to get hurt.

Take Su Rou to the front of the school, "go."

"Yes." Su Rou kissed Su Yuze's thin lips spontaneously this time, "bye."

Su Yuze watched her back disappear at the school gate. He slowly took back his sight. When his eyes looked straight ahead, a trace of light flashed. Start the engine and Su Yuze's car goes away.

"Oh, President, you came early today." Ian lamely greeted Su Yuze.

"What do you want to express?" Su Yuze asked with an eyebrow.

"No... I'll come again with Miss Su Rou because of you." If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he didn't know that the president worked so casually. The time to work in the company was never unified, and sometimes he didn't come! Is it the same with the president when he was at headquarters?

It's strange that the company still stands when the president is so lazy. It's really strong!

"That's right." Su Yuze stopped Ian, "who is dean?" Su Yuze doesn't know those famous nobles abroad. Ian has worked here for so long. He should know better than him.

Ian thought for a while and found out Dean's name from his mind, "well, Dean... Kinson, as the Kinson family says, is a top-notch family. His family also runs a company, but his career is not as good as Wen's group, but..."

"What?"

"The Kinson family has a strong sense of race. There are Chinese servants in their family, but the Kinson family calls them slaves." It's normal to have racial discrimination, but the Kinson family is more serious. They think Asians are rubbish and treat Asians much worse.

Racial ambiguity?