Allow her to be pampered

In the early morning of the next day, Wu Qingzhi deliberately asked for a leave of absence to make arrangements for Chi Rong to go to school.

Peiying Middle School is indeed very close to home. As soon as you get off the mountain and walk through a quiet and beautiful British street, you are already there.

Wu Qingzhi took Chi Rong with her, holding her household registration file in his hand, and only the guard Xiao passed it on. Just by virtue of his identity, he could go straight to the seat in the chairman's room.

At that time, it was exactly one o'clock in class, Chi Rong followed Wu Qingzhi step by step, and sure enough, he heard the sound of books coming from the school building.

Pui Ying Middle School is run by itself in the UK, and the chairman of the board is also British, but he has lived in Hong Kong for a long time, and he can probably speak some Cantonese and Mandarin.

Wu Qingzhi got straight to the point, and the director didn't gossip, he didn't ask about Chi Rong's relationship with him at all, he just went through the admission procedures quickly, and he could join the class in no time.

Chi Rong panicked immediately, so she grabbed Wu Qingzhi's cuff and asked quietly: "Are you going to start studying early this morning? Should I get the textbook and go home to review it..."

This is an excuse, Chi Rong has never cared about the level of grades, but today, finally seeing the sun again, she is nervous from the bottom of her heart.

When Chi Rong clenched her fist, a small joint protruded from that thin white wrist bone. Seeing this, Wu Qingzhi stroked the back of her hand and patted her in relief.

"Alright, stay home, let me teach you first."

When Wu Qingzhi said this, who knows, the chairman took a sip of coffee and said, "Boss Wu, it's okay. The atmosphere in our school is relaxed and happy. Why don't you let Miss Chi get used to it for a day?"

The chairman of the board is probably out of good intentions, and the school run by the British is not very strict about grades, and has to arrange many interesting activities every day.

Wu Qingzhi has stayed abroad, so he can understand his deep meaning, and he agrees somewhat in his heart, but in the final analysis, it is Chi Rong who came to study, and he must listen to her thoughts.

So he smiled lightly and said, "Chi Rong, how about it? Do you want to take a few classes first?"

For Chi Rong, Wu Qingzhi never persecuted him, and even loved him, so he left some room for maneuver, and said, "If you are a little tired, then go home and have a rest first, anyway, you don't have time to study. It's late."

After the words are finished, the eyes look at each other with affection.

Chi Rongyuan was beating back in his heart, but after hearing this, he just felt that he couldn't back down.

Wu Qingzhi has already put in a lot of effort for her, even if he can't get anything in return, he has to strive for success, so don't teach him to worry and worry more.

So, Chi Rong took a deep breath, and finally said timidly: "Then...then give it a try."

After all, she clearly broke out in a cold sweat.

Chi Rong felt uneasy, fearing that Wu Qingzhi's words of comfort would shake her mind, and then she would regret it, so she stood up suddenly, as if she had run away, and went straight out of the chairman's office.

The two of them have been together day and night for a year, and with Wu Qingzhi's meticulous temperament, how could they not guess what Chi Rong's heart desires, they just cared about each other, and they both rushed to each other, and they didn't want to expose it.

Wu Qingzhi sighed slightly, with a slightly bitter smile.

"Boss Wu, don't worry, the homework here is not heavy, and it is much easier than in the mainland."

The director didn't know the relationship between the two, so he tried to persuade him, thinking that Wu Qingzhi was like a loving father, with an attitude of not letting go of his children.

Who knows, when Wu Qingzhi heard the words, he sighed to himself: "How can I not worry? I really can't wait to study with her."

It is boundless doting.

Chi Rong stood silently outside the office door, staring blankly at the toes of her shoes. It was a newcomer, and Wu Qingzhi needed to make good connections, so he stayed for a while, thanked the chairman, and went out to meet her.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they restrained themselves from talking much. In the end, it was Wu Qingzhi who felt sorry for him, so he repeatedly told him not to let Chi Rong force it, and then he gave up.

"Call if you're not feeling well, and I'll pick you up."

"alright."

"If you feel dizzy after class, call and I'll pick you up."

"alright."

"Call the phone if you feel a headache after class and I'll pick you up."

"alright."

Chi Rong couldn't laugh or cry, and his heart was even more moved, "Don't say it, don't say it, or I want to go home with you now."

The head teacher who came to talk to Chi Rong had already walked into the corridor of the school building, Wu Qingzhi had no choice but to kiss her between the delicate eyebrows.

"Chi Rong, be good, wait for me to pick you up."

After all, he stood in place for a long time, but seeing Chi Rong repeatedly looking back at the prime minister, Wu Qingzhi turned and left only when the figure gradually got farther and smaller.

After the first month, Chi Rong has grown to 19 years old and can take advanced classes.

The number of places in the British-run school is very limited. Right now, there are no vacancies in the only senior class, and Chi Rongfu immediately seemed a little out of place when he entered.

Chi Rong was wearing a lemon-yellow cheongsam, which was made by the child tailor who had been incognito. This time, she was indeed pretty and attracted people's attention. It was the beauty of the old school.

In the classroom, dozens of boys and girls were sitting at the same table, all dressed in fashionable clothes, suspenders and glass stockings, like poster stars, which belonged to the trendy.

Countless probing and curious eyes cast on him, and Chi Rong really felt a little cramped.

However, at this moment, the class teacher casually stopped a young man, and ordered: "Huang Jiayi, please bring a set of tables and chairs and sit at the same table with Chi Rong."

So, I saw the boy standing up straight from the back row of the classroom, with a hearty smile: "Happy to help!"

But after a while, Huang Jiayi moved a set of desks and chairs, and put them together with his own desk again. Chi Rong smiled politely, before thanking him: "My classmate, thank you."

As soon as Chi Rongfu opened his mouth, Huang Jiayi responded with great interest: "It's okay, just call me by my name! How about you, Chi Rong, can I call you that?"

Huang Jiayi asked such a question, Chi Rong had no choice but to answer.

Chi Rong put on a polite expression, thinking in her heart that throughout the day, and even in the future, she has to go to school with this person, so she must always get on good terms with him.

Who would have thought that Huang Jiayi was overly enthusiastic.

While doing oral practice in English class, he took the opportunity to chat with Chi Rong, and even invited her to visit the drama club after class, showing an attitude of familiarity.

"Chi Rong, are you from the mainland? I guess you must be a lady from some family! Because no one else can wear the beauty of a cheongsam, only you!"

The corner of Chi Rong's mouth twitched: "It's not counting, it's not counting as a lady, so be polite."

Chi Rong is of course not considered a lady, after all, she is clearly a married woman who has left the boudoir.