Fast time travel: Attack the villain, the villain takes advantage of her beauty

In the end, Shen Qinghuan tightly pinched her right hand under the cuff, her cold and elegant face was slightly raised, her jaw line was very beautiful, she lowered her eyes and did not say anything, but changed the topic.

"By the way, we have a calligraphy club here. You dropped a fan when you were singing, and there were inscriptions on it. It's just a little damaged. I took it there to repair it. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Sheng Wu didn't mention what happened just now, and smiled gently.

"Okay."

Then the two tacitly didn't talk about the topic just now, and went straight to an attic.

"Qing Huan! You are here."

As soon as the two of them entered the large room on the second floor, there were desks for practice, and calligraphy papers were hung everywhere on the walls, waiting to dry.

"Well, I'll bring...a friend here to have a look and pick up something by the way."

Shen Qinghuan politely nodded her head in response to her classmates' greetings, her face was cold, she didn't call Shengwu "little mother" here, probably because she thought she wouldn't want to be called that by herself outside.

Hearing this, the other eight or nine people in the classroom immediately cast their gazes at the person beside her, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

"Why haven't you seen this friend before? You look so good-looking!" After a pause, the girl seemed to be aware of some impoliteness, and immediately added something apologetic.

"Sorry, I really think you look good, nothing else."

After all, learning is the most important thing in school, and boasting about people's appearance can be regarded as looking down on people.

"It's okay." Sheng Wu smiled generously, "Thank you for your compliment."

"You guys keep busy, I'll take her upstairs first." Shen Qinghuan saw that she was not used to the enthusiasm of strangers, so she reached out and grabbed Sheng Wu's sleeve, and pulled her upstairs, avoiding Question just now.

"Oh, well, you guys go."

Seeing this, the rest of the people didn't continue to say anything, they just nodded with interest.

Shen Qinghuan pulled Sheng Wu's sleeves and immediately let go after walking to the stairs. The girl walked in front and led the way, her cold and beautiful face slightly relaxed, and she rarely explained to others.

"I didn't introduce your identity just now, because I was afraid that you would not be used to accepting their eyes." The voice was cold and clear.

"..."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu was startled for a moment, then realized that Shen Qinghuan was afraid that he would misunderstand that she thought her little mother would embarrass her.

So he burst out laughing, "Don't worry, I'm not such a stingy person."

Seeing that she didn't misunderstand the entanglement and depression at all, but smiled extremely brightly, Shen Qinghuan, who was walking in front but silently glanced sideways, stretched his brows, and his lips curved slightly.

She took Sheng Wu up to the second floor.

"Our calligraphy club has two floors, the first floor is practice, the second floor collects some excellent works and other affairs, such as restoring books."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu glanced around the second floor, and indeed found that there were fewer things to practice calligraphy around, but more works, with special shelves for display, and some weird things like brushes and tweezers.

Shen Qinghuan walked to a desk and stopped, then picked up a folding fan standing on a wooden stand.

"This is the fan you dropped last time. It has been repaired. Do you want to see it?"

"it is good."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows and stepped forward, reaching out to take a slightly yellowed fan with a sense of age in her hand.

Then slowly opened it and saw that the green breeze shook the green above, with cherry blossom branches painted on it, and two lines of writing beside it.

"White tea Qinghuan is nothing else, I'm waiting for the wind and waiting for you."

Sheng Wu's eyes darkened, she subconsciously turned to look at the fan, and sure enough, there were two lines left behind.

"Bitter wine breaks willows, and now we are separated. There is no wind, no moon, and no you."

This fan was randomly taken by her in the study that day, and it was placed on a shelf. The first sentence on it seemed to be written by Shen Guiwu.

She has seen him write these days and knows his handwriting.

Sheng Wu stared at the second line of writing on the fan, and it was not difficult to guess that it was written by someone Shen Guiwu cared about. After all, the paper on the edge of the folding fan was slightly worn, not natural damage, but rather.

Some people hold it and caress about something every day.

Sheng Wu's eyes darkened, and she narrowed her pupils.

Seeing something wrong with her expression, Shen Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, "Why, isn't the fan right?"

Sheng Wu looked up at her, then smiled and shook her head, "No."

"The fan is right, and it has indeed been repaired very well." It's just that the person is wrong.

As she said that, she turned her head and cast her eyes on the fan in her hand again, and asked in an indifferent voice.

"Do you know what the words on this fan mean?"

Shen Qinghuan was surprised, "You don't know?" She thought this fan belonged to Sheng Wu.

Sheng Wu didn't hide it, and said calmly, "It's not mine, it's... your father's."

"I also found this fan in the study. I don't know these two sentences, but I can see that the second sentence was written by Guiwu."

Hearing this, Shen Qinghuan's eyes were startled, her cool and beautiful brown eyes with the effect of colored contact lenses turned to the second sentence of the fan in Sheng Wu's hand.

So, this sentence was not written by her...

But looking at the Juanjuan handwriting on it, it is obvious that it should be written by a woman.

And the father and Sheng Wu got married within five days of meeting...

In an instant, the light in Shen Qinghuan's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly something white light flashed in his mind, could it be!

Shen Qinghuan lowered her eyes and suppressed the guessing in her heart, raised her head and turned to look at Sheng Wu, she didn't directly explain the meaning of these two sentences, but said something roughly.

"It's nothing, it's just an ordinary poem, I forgot the meaning, it seems to be a free expression." There was no falseness on her cold face.

"Well, I thought it was something conveying missing."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu, who was pretending to be illiterate and unable to read, nodded slightly, with a very trusting expression on her face.

"However, Guiwu seems to like this fan very much. Occasionally, when I see him, he will hold it to read the words on it."

"I haven't seen my father use this fan, maybe he doesn't take it out very often." The things that are extremely cherished are the ones that are least revealed to others.

Hearing these words, Shen Qinghuan had some guesses in her heart, but she didn't show it on the surface, she suddenly let out a surprise.

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that the material of this fan is a little different. Compared with other fans, there is still the last step to be completed. Sorry, I may need to keep it for a few days to repair it, and then I can give it to you."

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"There is nothing else to do with white tea and happiness. I am waiting for the wind and I am waiting for you. The bitter wine and the willows are now separated. There is no wind, no moon, and no you." From "Su Nian Jinshi" by Annie Baby