Chapter 29

Bai Yanran's face turned pale: "grandfather, in my opinion This kind of thing depends on the wishes of the party concerned. It can't be forced to come... "

The white master laughed and said, "of course, grandfather will not force them. He has such an idea, and Lao Qin also has this idea."

“…… I still think it depends on fate... "

"Fate is a matter that requires people to create opportunities. Is not giving them another chance? "

Bai Yanran felt more and more powerless in her heart: "but..."

"All right, all right, no more."

Seeing his granddaughter's strange expression, the old man said again, "don't you approve of this marriage?"

More than disapproval?

That's Lu He, who is thinking of himself. How can he give it to others??

But these words, in such a situation now, Bai Yanran really can't say.

She reluctantly tugged at the corners of her mouth: "grandfather, I don't mean that. I just don't think that marriage can be decided in such a hasty way Besides, Lu he is only 20 years old How can we make a marriage for him now... "

The old man shook his head and chuckled: "I didn't say it would be done. I just had the idea of matching them up As for Lu he's young, didn't you get engaged to that kid of the Xiao family at a young age? "

It's OK not to mention Xiao Zhuoyu, but Bai Yan suddenly feels angry when he mentions Xiao Zhuoyu. However, his grandfather's words are all plain facts and reasonable. He can't even say a retort.

Bai Yanran thought for a moment and said, "grandfather, this matter is better to talk about later With so many things going on in the company recently, I believe Lu he has no time to waste his time on such matters. "

The white man gently groped for the edge of the celadon teacup lid with his fingers, closed his eyes and thought for a moment. Then he said, "what you said is reasonable. It's not urgent Speak slowly later. "

Smell speech, white Yan Ran chest immediately relaxed long gas.

……

The old professor spattered on the stage, while the students below were drowsy.

Even in the country's top aristocratic institutions, students still can not stop the great enthusiasm of meeting with Duke Zhou.

As soon as the bell rang, the professor stopped immediately, looked at the students who had fallen asleep on the desk, pushed the presbyopia glasses, and said helplessly, "class is over."

For some students who had already fallen asleep, the bell could not wake them up. The old professor got off the platform, walked outside the door, shook his head and sighed, "now these students..."

She twisted her aching neck and put the heavy "Introduction to economics" aside. Bai Yanran closed her eyes and was ready to close her eyes.

When she went back to university again, she felt quite different from before. At that time, she did not use her heart to study at all. This time, she felt that learning was not a very difficult thing.

Maybe she inherited the good genes of her parents. Bai Yanran heard from her grandfather that her parents were admitted to famous French schools with excellent results when they were young.

As their daughter, their last life is relying on the relationship of the white family to mix a diploma, I think, it is really a shame ah.

After a while, Bai Yanran opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the classroom wall.

Time is almost up, the next class students should come

Thinking so, Bai Yanran stood up and prepared to leave the classroom.

"I said, peron, why are you so busy recently? The frequency of skipping classes this month is much higher than before... "

"Don't mention it. My father arranged me to work as an intern in a newspaper office and do coolie every day..."

"True or false, your father is really willing to let his little son suffer."

……

Peron?

I'm tidying up my desk. I can't help looking at the source of the sound.

Pei Lang, who is going to the back of the classroom, also sees Bai Yanran, who is looking in his direction.

At the moment of sight intersection, they were both stunned.

It's impossible to pretend that she didn't see it. Bai Yanran sighed in her heart and looked at Pei Lang with a smile: "it's you What a coincidence, we met again... "

Pei Lang was busy with his classmates and said, "you go and sit there first. I'll talk for a while."

Then quickly toward the direction of white Yan Ran, sit down in her side.

Seeing this, the boy who came with Pei Lang suddenly turned black: "this guy who emphasizes color and despises friends..."

Looking at Bai Yanran, Pei Lang said happily: "how can you be here?"

Bai Yanran clapped the introduction to economics and said with a smile: "can't you see it? I'm a student at the school of economics. "

Pei Lang immediately raised a slightly childish smile: "I didn't expect that we were students in the same school."

Having said that, it is reasonable that Pei Lang and Bai Yanran are in the same school.

As one of the top aristocratic schools in China, a university is almost the first choice for the rich and childish in the upper class.Bai Yan Ran nodded and then asked, "are you..."

"I'm in journalism."

Smell speech, white Yan Ran can't help but smile: "no wonder your father sent you to the newspaper practice, but quite appropriate to your professional."

Pei Lang immediately cried and laughed: "don't talk about it. It's boring to do coolie every day."

"It's strange. You are the second young master of Yingshang. The boss of the newspaper office points to your father and dares to make you work hard?"

It's good not to say that, but Pei Lang's face suddenly changed color: "it was my father who let him mess with me. My father told the president that if I didn't have a good experience in the newspaper office, he would not want to be the President..."

Bai Yanran suddenly felt that Pei Lang was really too bitter. She also remembered his grandfather's indulgence and indulgence. She felt that the gap between people was really big.

Seeing that Bai Yanran did not speak, Pei Lang thought for a while and then said, "do you remember what you said that day?"

"Well?"

Also immersed in their own thoughts of white Yan Ran some slow but God: "which day do you say?"

"It's the day in the Jazz Cafe that you said goodbye."

White Yan ran a Leng, the mind in the chest turned a few turns, actually did not know how to answer the words.

Seeing Bai Yanran Lengzheng, Pei Lang is more happy.

"Since we met again, and still met as alumni, does it mean that we are predestined?"

be insolent and rude at first. He was just as insolent and lacking in mind as a simultaneous interpreting girl. But after several contacts, he found that Bai Yan was quite different from what he had expected.

He is more and more curious about Bai Yanran.

Peron must admit that he has been deeply attracted to her.

This strange mood made him happy, but also a little uneasy.