After rebirth, I want to pamper this cold and cold man like you alone.

When Xiao Shufen heard the call from the organizer, both parties felt it was a joke. She sat in the dressing room to make sure that An Qi and Ling Xiaochen were fine. She didn't stay for a long time. She got up and went straight to the organizer's photography and video room. She wanted to Look, how this little cleverness worked, and it even tricked her people!

An Qi looked at the door panel that was slammed shut, and looked at Ling Xiaochen with some worry: "Aunt Xiao is so angry, will things get serious?"

"Don't worry, Aunt Xiao will handle it properly." Ling Xiaochen raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at her, his voice was cold and lazily.

That's true, Aunt Xiao takes action, nothing is a problem, and no one will question her ability.

An Qi pursed her lips. She didn't want Aunt Xiao to worry about her. She was so busy that she hadn't had a good night's sleep during the business trip. Plus, Alice had already suffered the consequences, so she would just have to be careful with people in the future. There is no need for Aunt Xiao to do it herself.

The staff member with Aunt Xiao probably knew what happened. Seeing An Qi’s entangled look, he explained the cause and effect. An Qi fell silent instantly after hearing this. She really underestimated the greed and calculation of some people. Since the physical If the pain can't teach her a lesson, then she has nothing to say.

With this thought, An Qi took out the small note she received from her pocket, picked up her phone and sent a message to this number: Qi Yun, thank Qi Ying for me, thank her for her help.

The phone quickly received a reply: It’s okay, you’re welcome.

An Qi could tell that Qi Ying had a crush on Ling Xiaochen. Although she had never spoken to him, the little girl's demeanor could not deceive anyone, but she still helped her today, and she was a kind girl.

After the event, An Qi and Ling Xiaochen returned to the hotel to pack their things and followed Xiao Shufen and her group directly to the airport. As the vehicle drove past the intersection of the Central Building in City S, An Qi's eyes lit up. In her previous life, she had also come here to check in during college. , compared to here ten years later, she still prefers it now. Without the strong commercial atmosphere and the swarms of numb office workers like fish, this city also reveals the fireworks it should have. gas.

Neon lights flashed along the way. An Qi leaned back in her chair and tilted her head to admire it, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the airport.

On the return flight, An Qi and Ling Xiaochen were seated next to each other. As soon as they got on, Ling Xiaochen asked the stewardess for a blanket to wrap An Qi around, and folded his own blanket for her to use as a pillow. She felt warm in her heart and looked at it. The boy who bent down to wrap her legs relaxed physically and mentally, and she couldn't help but lean towards his position.

As if he felt An Qi's movements, he turned back and looked at her: "Go to sleep and have a good rest."

It was already completely dark when they boarded the plane. After returning home from here, they would have to work until early in the morning. They had classes the next day, so they could get some more sleep now.

An Qi opened her big moist eyes and asked curiously: "What about you?"

"I'm fine." After saying that, he stretched out his hand to help her gather the fallen blanket, and took a book to read.

An Qi pursed her lips, glanced at the dark night outside the window, yawned at the right time, and slowly closed her eyes.

When the plane took off, the people next to her were already asleep, but she seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably, adjusting her head and neck from time to time.

Ling Xiaochen closed the book, leaned his shoulders over her, took the folded blanket and pillow for her with his left hand and put it on the back of her head. He slowly supported her and leaned on his shoulders. The sleeping little person seemed to find support in an instant, with both hands She reached out from the blanket and wrapped it around his arm like a vine. She opened her sleepy eyes and looked at him blankly for a moment, then separated the blanket from her body and wrapped it around him, and then she patted her mouth with satisfaction. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

"Ah!"

Ling Xiaochen gently stroked the center of his eyebrows with his other hand, dumbfounded. The moment she just opened her eyes, his heart almost jumped into his throat. At that moment, he seemed to see An Qi as an adult. Qingming, he thought she had memories like him!

However, would she, who has memories, be so close to him subconsciously?

......

After Xiao Shufen finished reading a document in her hand, she stopped and stretched her neck. In the dim light of the cabin, she looked back and saw two children sleeping with their heads leaning against each other, with peaceful smiles on each other's faces... ...

At the exit of the airport, Li Shuhua and Wang Jue stood side by side chatting. It was late at night, but they had endless things to talk about. They kept chatting energetically. They didn't even see them coming out. An Rong on the side was the first to see them. And walked over, then reluctantly left, and the three cars drove towards the city one after another.

Walking into the campus the next day, having not been to school for three days, An Qi suddenly felt a familiar and strange feeling, like Cinderella riding a pumpkin carriage. One moment she was dancing in front of everyone, but at twelve o'clock, she took off her gorgeous clothes. Returning to normal life, the peace is unreal.

An Qi is glad that the Internet is not so developed now, otherwise she may not be able to take classes in a low-key manner. However, sooner or later this matter will be known to everyone, especially now that the brand is vigorously promoting, An Qi has already been prepared for this. Fame and fortune are the key to success. It's a double-edged sword, it depends on how you face it.

Entering the classroom, the students around her were most concerned about why she hadn't come for the past three days. Or take leave at the same time as Ling Xiaochen?

An Qi smiled and just said that she had something to do at home and didn't say much. Ling Xiaochen was always cold and talkative. A classmate came over and boldly asked. Ling Xiaochen's answer was the same as An Qi's. This tacit understanding made An Qi uncomfortable. Now that you know what to say, this makes everyone even more fanciful!

Chen Rui listened to the people around him discussing in low voices that An Qi and Ling Xiaochen were taking three days off together. These voices had not stopped in the past three days, and it was annoying to hear them!

Fortunately, the class bell rang quickly and the class quickly became quiet.

The fact that the two top students did not come for three days was a big deal in the eyes of teachers in various subjects. Even though they were given double the workload of other students during these three days, they still received special care from the teachers during class. Whenever I ask questions in class, I go to them both, lest they miss anything in their studies.

Fortunately, it was already Thursday when An Qi and Ling Xiaochen came to class. After two days of attention, it was the weekend again, so it was not that difficult.

After the beginning of spring, the weather gradually warms up, and everyone gradually takes off their thick cotton-padded clothes and puts on spring clothes.

No. 1 Middle School seemed to be seizing the opportunity to announce at a Monday meeting that starting next week, everyone must wear spring and autumn school uniforms.

This decision directly caused the students to cry. Who doesn’t want to wear beautiful clothes? In previous years, No. 1 Middle School did not have this rule, that is, all students would wear school uniforms on special holidays. However, this year, it is specifically targeted at all first-year students. It is really crazy. !

The school leaders seemed to be unable to feel the resentment of the crowd. Amidst the buzzing discussion, they calmly continued their speech and then dismissed.

No matter how resentful the students were, they could not outweigh the school rules. At the assembly on Monday the following week, the first-year junior high school students all wore uniforms. Both boys and girls were required to wear white and aqua blue jackets with zippers pulled up to the neck and school uniforms worn on the chest. The badges are issued, and the lower body is aqua blue school uniform trousers. During the formation period, the senior inspection team will inspect each one one by one. Those found to be inappropriately dressed will have their names written down and criticized before the meeting ends.

It can be seen that the school is determined to make this rectification. After all, the bad atmosphere in the second and third grades of junior high school has already affected the first grade of junior high school. If this continues, it will probably get worse.

An Qi is much more practical. She has been growing so fast recently that she can no longer wear many of the clothes she wore in elementary school. After she was eliminated, all her wardrobe was replaced with clothes sent by Li Shuhua. She has all the main items in this series, and every time The clothes are very fashionable and beautiful, but she rarely wears them. Firstly, she does not want to attract much attention in school, and secondly, she wants to hide her endorsement of the new Tianshu brand in school as much as possible to avoid self-explosion and affect her normal life. Learn to live.

She and Ling Xiaochen maintained a sense of proportion in school as usual, but they hid it from everyone except Chen Rui and Zhao Bingbing.

On this Saturday, after Zhao Bingbing finished her homework in the morning, she walked to the small courtyard to hang the washed school uniforms on the rope to dry. Sun Hongmei was not at home. Before leaving in the morning, she said she would come back in the afternoon and asked her to make something to eat at noon.

Zhao Bingbing stood in front of the empty refrigerator. After two seconds of silence, she slammed the refrigerator door shut.

Recently, Sun Hongmei often goes out on the 6th, and sometimes comes home late on weekday evenings. Every time she goes out in a glamorous manner, she comes back singing a little tune, completely regardless of whether her daughter, who is still in school, will be hungry or whether she can have a bite to eat on her way to and from school. Hot meal.

Zhao Bingbing cooked a pack of instant noodles to wrap herself around, cracked an egg for herself, and put a piece of ham on it. After eating, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at her slightly tight sweater. She pouted dissatisfied at the recent changes in her mother. How could she not see it? She rolled her eyes and figured it out.

She wasted no time in dialing Sun Hongmei's phone on her landline. There was a long beep before she hung up, and she answered: "Hello? What's going on?"

Sun Hongmei's tone was gentle and she sounded in a good mood.

"Mom, I want to discuss something with you. My clothes are a little too small. Can you take me to buy one when you have time?"

The other side paused for a second, smiled and readily agreed: "No problem, I'll take you there later."

"Okay, then you get busy first, Mom."

After hanging up the phone, Sun Hongmei smiled softly at the man opposite: "Sorry, my daughter's phone number."

"Haha, it's okay. Do you have something to do later? How about I ask the driver to take you there?" the man asked.

"No, little girl, let's go buy some things. Don't delay your business. We can go by ourselves." Sun Hongmei covered her lips and smiled, looking dignified and elegant.

The man didn't insist anymore and waved to the waiter to pay the bill. Then they walked out of the restaurant side by side and got into the black car waiting at the door.

When Zhao Bingbing heard the footsteps outside the door, she guessed that Sun Hongmei was back. She walked to the door and opened the door in a flattering manner: "Mom, you're back!"

Sun Hongmei responded, her face flushed, and she walked to the sofa and sat down. She leaned her head on the back of the sofa and breathed a comfortable sigh. After she calmed down, she glanced at Zhao Bingbing who was sitting next to her and spoke in a tone of voice. Indifferent: "What clothes do you want to buy?"