he yi tilted his head and thought about it, thinking that what shang jinghui said was reasonable, and it was not impossible to study at home.
he carefully read the class schedule, this semester is still based on theoretical courses, practice is not much, and unlike physical and chemical students, engineering experiments must be done in the laboratory, as long as there is a computer, perhaps at home can also be completed, so when his stomach is too big to cover, there should be no problem in not coming to school.
at this thought, the little anxiety that he yi had just risen suddenly dissipated again, and he happily went to dinner with shang jinghui.
in the afternoon, he yi deliberately wore a thin coat to school, carefully covering his stomach, for fear of being noticed by others again.
although he doesn't have to go to class during the day today, he has a class meeting in the evening.
shang jinghui felt that there was no need to participate in such a time-wasting activity as the class meeting, so he asked he yi not to go, just when he was also going to leave work and could go back to dinner together.
but he yi did not agree, he had been locked up at home alone for too long, and he was inexplicably obsessed with various group activities at school, that is, he was happy to get together in the past, and he didn't have anything important at night, there was no need to make a special leave.
when he thought about the need for leave later, he cherished the opportunity at school even more.
shang jinghui did not expect he yi to refuse, frowning on the phone and asking: "a class meeting, what is there to participate in?"
sensing that his tone was too blunt, he paused and added, "didn't you want to play with xiaoxue in the morning?" now back, we can take it out for a walk after dinner. "
"but..." he yi couldn't express his thoughts well in words, he really didn't have a reason to attend the class meeting, but he just didn't want to take leave.
he yi held his breath for a long time without saying why, and could only plead anxiously: "husband, are you okay with me waiting?" the class will be a class, and it will end quickly, so when i go back, i will take xiaoxue out to play together, okay? "
shang jinghui did not expect that he had spoken about he yi or insisted on going to the insignificant class meeting, he held his breath in his heart, but he did not want to lose his temper with he yi, and finally just faintly muttered, throwing a sentence "then you go" and ending the call.
he yi felt as if shang jinghui was unhappy again, but before he could ask shang jinghui why he was unhappy, the phone was hung up.
the same was true this morning.
he yi couldn't understand why, he simply didn't want to, anyway, he didn't do anything wrong.
because shang jinghui finally agreed to let him attend the class meeting, he yi stayed at school and did not go back.
shang jinghui was sullen for a while, and when du yuwei came in to deliver the documents, he saw that his face was not good, and asked strangely: "boss, aren't you going to leave work?" why haven't you left yet? "
"when will i get you to take care of my turn?" shang jinghuan asked with a cold face.
du yuwei: "..."
yes, the gun. mouth on.
since shang summed up the marriage and talked about love, she has not seen this kind of shang zong for a long time, and she is suddenly intimidated and a little unaccustomed.
however, she quickly adjusted her mentality, anyway, she had not been intimidated before, just as if the bad tempered shang zong had returned.
du yuwei did not argue, bowed her head and retreated to the side, waiting for shang jinghui to adjust himself.
at the same time, she couldn't help but guess in her heart, the boss was arguing with his wife? it should not be, just like he yi, arguing with them is definitely not winning, and the boss can't always argue and win and still make himself angry like this.
is it because of work? however, as far as she knew, the company had not encountered any trouble recently, and even if there was trouble, shangzong's wrist was quickly solved, how could it be so angry.
du yuwei was thinking wildly when she suddenly heard shang jinghui say, "okay, there's nothing for you here, get out."
the tone has returned to normal.
du yuwei breathed a sigh of relief and silently withdrew.
after following shang jinghui for so many years, she had already figured out shang jinghui's temper, although he would sometimes be in a bad mood and get angry, but as long as he didn't provoke him, generally he himself could quickly adjust back, at least on the surface, so at this time, he just had to pretend to be a transparent person and wait for his temper to pass.
after going out, she couldn't help but send a message to ah hu asking: "the boss quarreled with the lady?"
"quarrel? no, i didn't see them arguing. ah hu returned confused.
"the boss is not in a good mood right now, so be careful." du yuwei kindly reminded.
ah hu was about to say thank you when he suddenly received a call from shang jinghui.
"what did he yi do at school today, and who did he meet?" shang jinghui asked directly as soon as he came up.
ah hu was asked to get a chill in his back, the young master was indeed in a bad mood, wouldn't he really quarrel with his wife?
but wasn't it okay to just call? i didn't see he yi angry.
ah hu couldn't understand it, so he had to press the doubts in his heart and honestly report he yi's whereabouts today in great detail.
after shang jinghuan listened, his brow wrinkled even tighter.
he yi and the female classmate named song xinxin stayed alone in the library for a long time, and the two of them chatted very warmly, and later he yi blushed at song xinxin, and because of song xinxin's joke, he was worried that his pregnancy was known.
song xinxin, shang jingyun silently read this name several times, and suddenly remembered that last year, when he yi just started school, there was a girl who called he yi on the big night, if he remembered correctly, it was this song xinxin.
shang jingjian's fingers unconsciously rubbed the wedding ring on the ring finger, and after a while he returned to god and ordered people to check on song xinxin.
soon song xinxin's personal information appeared in shang jingjian's private mailbox, and the first thing that caught her eye after clicking on it was song xinxin's photo.
a very ordinary girl, from the perspective of shang jinghui is not very beautiful, but it is not ugly, the facial features are peugeot, the round goose egg face, the cheeks are still a little bit of baby fat, it looks a year or two younger than the actual age, laughing and bent eyes, is the type that is more pleasing to young boys.
shang jinghui did not think that she was better looking than herself, but just being young was enough to make shang jinghui vigilant.
he yi is not yet nineteen years old, has suffered from autism before, so far his mind is not very mature, and he has hardly contacted his peers throughout adolescence, and the emotional experience before meeting him is a blank.
shang jinghui occasionally wondered why he liked someone like he yi, but every time he couldn't think of a clear answer, he only knew that he really liked he yi.
what about ho yi? why did he yi like him? is liking him really about love?
he could sense that he yi was growing rapidly, although he didn't want to, but one day he yi would grow up, like all adults, he would have his own thoughts and likes and dislikes, and have independent personality and feelings, and would he yi still like him and rely on him as much as he is now?
he was nine years older than he yi, and this age difference could never be crossed.
in this regard, song xinxin has a natural advantage.
even if there is no song xinxin, there will be li xinxin and zhao xinxin, as long as he yi contacts the outside world and contacts those youthful peers, his position in he yi's heart will continue to be threatened.
this made him feel an urge to lock he yi up, and this impulse was becoming more and more intense.
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he yi briefly solved the dinner in the school canteen, and seeing that the time was almost up, he went to the teaching building to wait for the class meeting.
unlike him, most of the students were not enthusiastic about the class meeting, and they also felt that the class meeting was a waste of time like shang jinghui.
for these young people who have slowly released their nature, it is better to have this time than to brush a video to play a game, even if it is to chat with classmates gags and chats is more comfortable than sitting in the classroom, so they do not want to come over until the last few minutes, so he yi, who went to the classroom ten minutes in advance, was surprised to find that there was no one inside.
he subconsciously suspected that he had walked into the wrong classroom, quit to look at the classroom number, and then turned out the notice in the class group and looked at it, confirming that it was correct, before probing his head into it, turning on the light and casually finding a place to sit down, taking out a book from his bag and continuing to read.
when yu lei and zhang xincheng came in, what they saw was the scene of he yi sitting alone in the classroom reading books seriously, zhang xincheng picked up his eyebrows, smiled and asked: "what books are xueba reading?"
he yi still didn't like him calling himself a bully, closed the book and said, "i didn't read anything."
zhang xincheng glanced at the words on the cover and was surprised: "now start reading professional books?" no wonder the exams are so high. "
"doesn't this kind of book look very boring?" i feel bald just thinking about it. li xiaoguang said with an exaggerated expression.
yu lei smiled: "the world of xueba is not something that we scum can understand." "
he yi always felt that the tone of their speech was not quite right, but he couldn't say what was wrong, anyway, he didn't like it.
he put away the book and was trying to move a position away from these people, but yu lei sat down next to him very spontaneously, and asked closely: "hey he yi, your home is local, right?" "
he yi nodded hesitantly, and then listened to li xiaoguang gossip and asked, "your family should be very rich, right?" is the one who follows you all day really your cousin? i looked more like a bodyguard. "
he yi didn't know how to answer, he stared at his eyes and didn't speak, and his body became tense.
as if unaware of his discomfort, yu lei continued to ask, "and who are you, the man who often comes to pick you up?" "
after they met he yi a few mornings ago, they couldn't help but get together in a piece of gossip, chatting and chatting zhang xincheng suddenly guessed that he yi might not be a rich young master, but a small white face that was raised by people, because he had seen he yi get into a man's luxury car several times.
yu lei is a local, although the family is not related to the giants, but compared with ordinary people's homes, it is already a very good condition, he knows many people, the news has always been more well-informed, the local people with heads and faces he has basically heard of, and he is the same age as the giants of the young master, he probably knows what there are, and carefully checked and found that there is no one who can match he yi.
most of those people have already gone abroad, and those who remain in china are all those who can't see the achievements and live all day long, and they are all high-profile, and yu lei will naturally hear about it.
as for he yi, he had never heard of it before.
therefore, he felt that he yi was either raised by a rich man as zhang xincheng thought, or he was an illegitimate child.
he yi was stunned by the question, and it took a while before he said, "that's my family, what are you asking about?"
"isn't that curious? just ask. so is that your brother? yu lei asked again.
he yi was a little wary in his heart, and lied along with his words: "it's my brother."
"brother?" i don't think you look like each other at all. zhang xincheng pretended to be curious and asked.
in fact, he did not see shang jinghui's appearance clearly, but only deliberately deceived he yi.
"...... not a brother. he yi whispered with a slightly red face.
it's husband, but i can't tell you.
zhang xincheng stared at he yi's face and smiled maliciously and asked, "why did you suddenly blush?"
he yi's reaction made him feel that his guess was most likely right, and he suddenly had a feeling of pulling back a city.
HIS FAMILY CONDITIONS ARE VERY GENERAL, HARD WORK FOR MANY YEARS TO BE ADMITTED TO Z UNIVERSITY, AFTER ENROLLMENT HE SPENT MORE TIME ON STUDY THAN OTHER STUDENTS, OCCASIONALLY PLAY A GAME TO RELAX, THERE IS NO REASON TO PASS A SILLY LOOKING HE YI.
even if he yi's achievements are not completely fake, what can a little white face that is raised by a man do later? zhang xincheng thought sarcastically.