After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Ye Anya's eyes glowed with bloodthirsty light, and the deep void was like the strong hatred and hatred for this world of a desperate person before he died.

"I can survive, you should be lucky."

Xue Yunlan was shocked violently.

Anytime comes a broken heartache.

"An Ya, Mom didn't expect you to live such a life before, it's all because of Mom's fault, Mom shouldn't lose you." Xue Yunlan burst into tears.

And Ye Anya's throat was hoarse and painful like a fire.

Thinking of her lingering in a dark place, while Ye Nanqing was taking her place in living a life of no worries, she gritted her teeth with hatred.

How miserable she was before, Ye Nanqing should be damned!

What Ye Nanqing owed her would never be repaid in this lifetime.

Xue Yunlan put on clothes for Ye Anya, raised her head and cried to Ye Huamao:

"Husband, our Anya has already suffered so much outside, Ye Nanqing is responsible for all of today's incidents, so don't punish her anymore."

How could Ye Huamao feel relaxed when he heard what Ye Anya said just now?

Looking at her daughter's haggard and injured appearance, the cold and hard corners of her mouth finally eased.

He sat down, waved his hand, and said distractedly: "You guys go down first, the wound on Anya's body...You can find a family doctor to take a good look at her."

Xue Yunlan quickly helped Ye Anya up.

I heard Ye Huamao say again: "The old man and the old lady are coming back, you take Anya to the train station to pick them up tomorrow."

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Ye Nanqing's results in the preliminary test of the Fortune Cup financial competition were quickly spread to the campus forum.

Being crushed by a freshman frustrated all participating seniors.

There is a heated discussion on the forum at the moment, which stems from a very controversial post.

It was a post by an alumnus named "Not Soft and Indecent":

"The problem-solving ideas given by Xueba with 142 points are exactly the same as the standard answers."

Followed by two comparison charts.

Ye Nanqing was still sitting in the car, which started from Qinyuan to Yunda.

She casually flips through the comments below:

"A score of 142 is an impossible score. It's just that the format is not standardized, otherwise it would be a full score. Has anyone ever scored a full score in previous Fortune Cup competitions?"

"No! Obviously this so-called 142 has already got the standard answer."

"I want to correct the upstairs. In the 06 Fortune Cup competition in the Huaguo Division, there was a perfect score! It's just that the person rejected the awards ceremony set up for him by the competition organization of the division, and he never showed his face in front of the newspapers and media. "

"Then do you think that if 142 is such a god of learning, why did she only get into Yunda in the college entrance examination?"

"That's right! Everyone knows that the gap between us and those other well-known overseas institutions of higher learning is not a star."

"The best of us seniors who have been studying for four years can only get 103 points in the test, which is far beyond the previous level. 142 points plagiarized with the answers, it is really hard for the seniors to prepare for the test. Heartbroken!"

"It's too high-profile to copy the standard answers in the exam. This kind of practice is really disgusting."

"..."

Without saying a word, she closed the phone and looked at the passing scenery outside the car window with complicated eyes.

The man sitting next to her seemed to know what she was thinking, gently stroked the back of her head with one hand, and whispered in her ear:

"Qingqing, you just need to be yourself, you have to know that most slander is hidden behind the jealousy."

"The more people who don't like you, the more dazzling you are."

When the man said this, the deep pool in his eyes was unobstructed and calm, and the stern and slashed profile seemed a little more hazy at this moment.

"Then, Gu Sihan, have you ever been looked down upon by others?" The girl looked at him with clear eyes.

She thought that Gu Sihan should have never had such an experience.

Because he looks so dazzling, so unparalleled.

Who dares to say that he is not?

But the next second, she heard him say:

"I have had it too, I am not an exception."

Ye Nanqing's eyes froze, slightly surprised.

A low laugh escaped the man's throat: "Those who don't like me, either submit or die."

"..." Ye Nanqing didn't know what to say for a while.

At this time, the car slowly drove into the off-campus parking lot.

There was a "bang" sound outside the car.

Ye Nanqing felt the slight vibration of the car body.

Tang Zhuo slammed on the brakes, stopped the car, and hammered the steering wheel angrily: "How the hell does this man drive, why does he turn sharply and rush over without turning on the turn signal?"

Following that, Gu Si's cold voice sounded like thunder from behind him:

"Tang Zhuo, if you don't know how to drive, let Tang Yi do it! You can't drive a car well, so what do I want you to do?"

Tang Zhuo trembled in fright, and quickly said: "I'll go and pull that bastard over here to apologize to Si Ye!"

After finishing speaking, he ran down like a fool.

Unexpectedly, Tang Zhuo pulled out Cheng Fangyi from the driver's seat of the car that hit them.

Cheng Fangyi threw Tang Zhuo away, his eyes were reddish, and he looked drunk, "Let go!"

He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the car he hit. It was a pure black Bugatti. He always felt as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.

Tang Zhuo held Cheng Fangyi's collar, straightened his wobbly body, and said coldly:

"Young Master Cheng, now is not the time for you to pretend to be stupid. You bumped into our master. You have to pay for it."

When Cheng Fangyi heard this, he immediately laughed.

"The person who should make amends to me should be you, right? Since you know how to call me Cheng Shao, you should know how honorable I am! How could you say such stupid things?"

Ye Nanqing was able to hear the outline of what Cheng Fangyi said in the car, and his bright eyes suddenly turned ice-cold.

Tang Zhuo laughed angrily, grabbed Cheng Fangyi's clothes, stretched out a hand and slapped him on the cheek, and then pressed his head against the front of the car.

"Young Master Cheng, you really should go to the hospital to have a good look at your eyes!"

Cheng Fangyi's gaze suddenly hit the four "8"s on the license plate.

Suddenly, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, he woke up instantly.

After staring at the car carefully, he realized, isn't this the same car that picked up Ye Nanqing before his eyes?

Cheng Fangyi seemed to have grasped the last straw, ran to the car window, and stretched out his hand to pat the car window.

"Qingqing, look at me! I'm Cheng Fangyi! I know I shouldn't trust Ye Anya. I was confused again that day. Can you come back? Don't leave me!"

He didn't know that Gu Sihan was sitting on the side he was yelling at.

Cheng Fangyi pressed his whole face against the car window to see clearly inside.

As a result, the distance between Gu Sihan and him was just a few feet away.

And Cheng Fangyi's face was squeezed into various shapes in front of Gu Sihan's eyes, which was extremely weird.

At this moment, Gu Sihan's face was colder than the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, and his whole body exuded a sinister and terrifying aura.