The school’s little wild cat is cute and sweet

The school bulletin board posted the news that Izumo City will hold a painting competition. Mu Qianxi likes to draw. She used to secretly draw a few strokes without listening to classes. Although she has never learned it systematically, she can make do by practicing her drawing skills on her own. So she decided to sign up for the competition. While practicing herself, she also wanted to gain Leng Che's recognition through her skills.

In the small study room, she was full of energy and discussed with Leng Che: "Leng Che, I want to participate in the painting competition held by Yuncheng! Can you give me a little more relaxation in my recent studies? Anyway, the monthly exam in November has been cancelled. I promise that after this is over, I will work harder to prepare for the final exam. Hehe, is that okay?"

Hearing this, Leng Che withdrew his eyes from the books, raised his eyes, and saw her looking at him expectantly. So, he asked: "Mu Qianxi, are you just doing it on a whim, or do you really want to compete?"

"You must be serious, I love painting!"

Hobby is one reason, and another important reason is that I want to be impressive in front of him. Although she was not very good at studying, she still had something to offer.

After receiving her sincere reply, he said quietly: "Then prepare carefully. However, you must not leave behind your weekly homework and memorize the daily vocabulary. You can put the copybook first and resume it later."

"Copy that!" She raised her eyebrows slightly, and in the next second, she got up from the sofa and sat next to him, with a smile in her eyes, "In the future, if I become a famous painter, I will remember you for your contribution!"

This wild cat started to feel proud before the game even started. If you really get the ranking, your tail will not be raised to the sky. However, he wanted to see her tail raised in the air.

Leng Che shook his head helplessly: "Just talk and don't practice tricks. The work will be handed in in two weeks, how are you preparing?"

"I haven't started painting yet, I plan to start tomorrow." Her fair face moved closer to his direction, her black eyes were clean and bright, "Tomorrow I plan to go out to sketch, and have an appointment with Brother Qingqing and Hansheng for dinner in the evening. I’m here, so I’ll be back later and won’t have lunch and dinner with you!”

Hearing this, he frowned slightly, feeling really uneasy. After all, this wild cat was just messing around on a whim and didn't know where to go. It secretly slipped away to another world last time. But sending someone to follow her will affect her creation...

He looked into her eyes and warned seriously: "Be safe, don't play too late, and make sure your phone is fully charged. Most importantly, don't do dangerous things! Did you hear that?"

There was a side to this great beauty that was like an old man's grinding... However, his voice was deep and magnetic, and her heart softened just by listening to it, let alone saying words of concern for her.

Mu Qianxi was happy in her heart, her eyes were smiling and she stared at him closely: "Leng Che, you are worried about me."

"I……"

He was about to explain, but as soon as he uttered a word from his thin lips, Mu Qianxi rushed to answer.

"You're just afraid that if something happens to me, I won't be able to explain it to my aunt, you know it, you know it!"

This little wild cat has also learned to answer questions.

Seeing her somewhat annoyed look, Leng Che suddenly wanted to laugh, but his face remained cold and he deliberately joked: "I'm just worried about the safety of others. After all, only you can threaten the safety of others."

Damn, the beauty is too venomous... Am I so cruel? Is it possible that if you let it out at night, it will still bite people? What else can I do? I must let the beautiful fox go.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm a dangerous person wandering around."

He stopped joking with her, and his cold and clear eyes were like a deep black forest. He stared at her seriously and emphasized again: "You haven't agreed to what I just said. Don't do dangerous things. Contact me if you have anything. Do you understand?"

His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his facial features were as stunning as works of art carved by God. He didn't need to make any expression on his face, just staring at her quietly could make her heart beat faster.

So, she nodded like she was possessed: "Okay."

Facing his face, she was afraid that she would never be able to refuse any of his requests in her life.

In the Huang family's living room, Leng Che was discussing cooperation matters with a woman who was nearly sixty years old. Ms. Gao is generous in manners and well-spoken, and her whole person is as elegant as the white flowers pinned to her hat.

Ms. Gao is the powerful person in charge of the Huang Group. The Huang Group is extremely powerful in Country C. If the Leng Group wants to develop the market in Country C in a short period of time, it needs help.

Leng Che is at ease in the mall, humble and polite yet confident in his demeanor. While people his age are still struggling with their studies, he has become famous in the business world. Even when facing experienced elders, he can talk calmly and equally, speak clearly and clearly, and can always point out the best interests of both parties. transformation point.

The two parties had a pleasant negotiation. Leng Che successfully negotiated cooperation and successfully signed the contract.

"Another company sent someone to discuss with me before. The boy was about the same age as you, and the plan he gave me was also very exciting. It's just that it's still worse than yours. I only choose the best solution." Ms. Gao praised him. , "I have heard about you before, but now I see you, the young master cultivated by the Leng family is indeed excellent!"

"I feel honored to be appreciated by you. In addition to this cooperation, I would like to talk to you about another transaction." Leng Che's dark and deep eyes looked at Gao without arrogance or impatience. Madam, let's get straight to the point, "I would like to exchange a book with you, Issue 129 of "Fox's Talk"."

Ms. Gao looked surprised. This ancient book came with a blue and white porcelain vase that she bought at a high price in country G many years ago. Everyone knew about the blue and white porcelain vase, but few people knew about this ancient book. Unexpectedly, he still found out about it.

"What are you going to give in exchange?"

He was neither quick nor slow, and the voice coming out of his throat was low and steady: "'Faith'."

"Faith" is a gemstone necklace designed and named for her by her husband when she was young. She cherishes it very much. But 15 years ago, I accidentally dropped it while going out to sea. In the past 15 years, she had ordered people to continuously search for it but no trace of it was found. Unexpectedly, he found it.

Ms. Gao was shocked: "I really can't underestimate you. I ordered people to search for it for 15 years but still haven't found it. How did you find this necklace?"

"It really took some effort."

It did take a lot of effort. When exchanging items for items, it must be the items that Ms. Gao misses the most in order to be the most attractive. After learning that she had never given up looking for this necklace for 15 years, Tangtang Shiyidian soaked in the sea for several nights.

He added: "But you just know the result. What I want to say is that for me, this book is as important as the Chain of Faith to you. So, I hope you can consider it." "

Ms. Gao looked troubled and lamented: "This is a book that my grandson particularly liked during his lifetime. My grandson had a hard life. He was frail and sick when he was born, and lost his parents at a very young age. He unfortunately passed away from illness a month ago, and this book also carries the burden of My longing for him means as much to me as the necklace. Alas, if he had a healthy body, he would be as outstanding as you."

Hearing these words, his eyebrows became a little heavier: "I'm sorry, I hope you take it seriously."

Then, with serious and firm eyes, he said: "After today, everything will be solved."

Ms. Gao couldn't help but be startled. She thought he didn't know what was bothering her, but his words just now made her feel like he was making a promise to her.

For some reason, Ms. Gao felt a sense of trust in her heart. Facing him, I couldn't help but talk a little more: "If there is an afterlife, I just hope that he can grow up healthily and never suffer from illness again."

The old man loves his grandson very much and will try his best even if he knows it may be useless.

"Sincerity leads to wisdom, and you will definitely get what you want." Leng Che's deep voice revealed firm strength.

Maybe this was just an ordinary word of comfort, and her grandson's soul could not be freed by it, but this sentence really gave her strength.

Ms. Gao coughed a few times, and the maid on the side quickly brought her a cup of tea to soothe her throat.

Feeling that Ms. Gao was ill, Leng Che didn't want to disturb her.

"I have a schedule ahead, so I won't bother you for now. I will visit you again at 8 o'clock tonight with the necklace. I hope you can consider it." He stood up and nodded politely to Ms. Gao, then left his seat after a brief farewell. .

From the moment he entered, he could vaguely feel that there seemed to be a ghost hiding in this villa. When I come at 8 o'clock tonight, I will be completely sure if I have the ability of the Eleventh Hall. If this is the case, the matter will have to be resolved for Ms. Gao.

Walking out of the door of the villa, a darkly dressed woman, about 50 years old, came face to face. She was wearing a black dress and a black top hat with lace trim, and her whole body exuded a cold and supernatural aura.

When passing by him, the woman felt a cold air that was even worse than that of a ghost. She trembled all over, stopped in her tracks, couldn't help but turn around and said in surprise: "Born to death, all ghosts and gods are afraid of you!"

Hearing these words, there was no disturbance in his heart and he did not stop.

He looked at Zhuge calmly and asked in a low voice: "Who is it?"

Zhuge replied in a low voice: "She is the most famous psychic. I heard that it has not been peaceful here recently. There are windy winds in the villa from time to time at night, especially in the kitchen. Young Master Huang's portrait always falls inexplicably. Ms. Gao thinks it is Young Master Huang. I have an unfulfilled last wish, so I specially invited a spiritual medium to summon the soul of Young Master Huang. I also found out about it."

Zhuge has a small network of contacts and can always find out strange news about various families.

He didn't speak anymore. It seemed that the ghost lingering in the villa was probably Ms. Gao's grandson.