After the young master was reborn, he was waiting to die

Wear thin spring and autumn clothes and coats as the temperature drops below ten degrees.

The counselor, who was suspected of targeting students with mental illnesses, never did anything unnecessary except for the first time at the beginning of the school term and treated Wen Yinuo completely as an ordinary student.

It didn't cause any trouble to Wen Yinuo. After retiring early, he was like a dark male ghost. Every day, he was either staring at Wen Yinuo or staring at Wen Yinuo on the way. So Fu Jincheng treated the initial incident as if it had never happened.

Fu Dabao, who is young, rich, handsome, powerful and has everything he needs, has recently been worried about a major matter related to his future happiness (one-sided opinion).

As we all know, Wen Yinuo has always been very popular and well-liked (fact plus some of Fu Dabao's imagination).

A month ago, when school had just started, he would not have taken the admiration and love from his peers for Wen Yinuo seriously at all.

——His little treasure only has eyes for him and only likes him.

When talking to the classmates who came over to say hello in a friendly manner, they all had a distressed look on their faces.

But now, a month has passed.

When Wen Yinuo mentioned his classmates and peers at school again, the distress on his face completely disappeared.

What replaced it was a hidden expectation that I had not even noticed.

This expectation is nothing in the eyes of young people, but in the eyes of Fu Jincheng, who can regard a tree as a love rival, its seriousness is no less than the outbreak of World War III.

His little treasure is so innocent.

It's only been a month, but the attitude towards being fooled by the students in school has changed drastically.

What about waiting for a semester or a year?

The world outside is so dangerous.

Will the simple Wen Yinuo be misled, be deceived, and even help the other party count money, and instead stop trusting her boyfriend?

The most critical point.

Because in the past month, every time Wen Yinuo couldn't find a reason to refuse to invite him to participate in this event or that event, he would come up with this sentence -

"My boyfriend won't allow it."

The enthusiastic college students who didn't understand the inside story and couldn't keep up with Wen Yinuo's train of thought, when faced with such an answer about giving up their hobbies for others, naturally advised the person concerned to put their own independent will first.

Wen Yinuo was not moved at all.

Time after time, day after day, accumulating over a month.

I don't know when it started, but a rumor started circulating in the school where Wen Yinuo was studying:

Wen Yinuo, a simple junior who just came to the College of Humanities and Arts as a sophomore and topped the popularity list as soon as he arrived, was PUA-ed by an old man who never even showed his face.

A talented child who is not even 19 years old was PUA-ed and completely disregarded her own feelings. She always put that mysterious old man first when she spoke.

Fu Jincheng was very annoyed by this.

This is completely smearing him and spreading rumors!

How could he be an old man! He was not even 22 years old this year. If he dressed up, he would look much younger than the students in school who were tortured by teachers, homework and classmates every day!

If it weren't for the fact that those students were doing it for Wen Yinuo's own good, they would have hoped that he would take his time to consider his personal thoughts before dealing with anything.

After failing to really persuade the person, he did not look at Wen Yinuo in any tinted glasses. Instead, he changed from direct persuasion to indirect influence.

He had already called the students out one by one to have private conversations.

After listening to Fu Jincheng's story, Lao Liu was silent for a long time and asked a soul-searching question:

"So, Boss, you don't want to have a talk, but ask me to solve it directly?"

Fu Jincheng slapped Lao Liu on the head:

"Solve? Solve what?"

"Day by day, be more precise in your wording."

"I'm asking you to help me solve the rumor problem, not to solve the students' problem."

Lao Liu rubbed the back of his head and muttered quietly: "…If you want to solve a problem, wouldn't it be better to solve it at the source?"

They didn't always do that before.

Fu Jincheng's mouth curled up.

With a "bang", a bump appeared on Lao Liu's head.

"If you keep talking nonsense and can't give me any practical advice, please give me some advice."

"I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish tonight."

Lao Liu: ...

Didn't you say that after retiring from the organization, you would become a good person and an ordinary person?

What ordinary person would kidnap someone and throw him into the sea to feed the fish?

"Sixth son." Fu Jincheng's eyes widened a little, "Have you thought of a solution?"

Lao Liu, who was complaining in his heart that Fu Jincheng was mentally ill and should go to the hospital:!

"Boss, before you answer, can I ask you a question first?" Lao Liu asked carefully.

Someone nearby resisted the urge to slap him: "...Ask!"

"Why did you call me here?" Lao Liu couldn't understand.

"Because you are the closest." Fu Jincheng said coldly.

"Then there's Anton." Lao Liu shrank back, "He's always following you, Boss."

"Him?" Fu Jincheng sneered, "You expect a person you like to get married and have a second child soon to talk about love in front of me."

"Water in your brain?"

"Then I'm not much better." Lao Liu continued to mutter.

Fu Jincheng didn't hear this.

"Don't you always say that you are very experienced in relationships?" Fu Jincheng said with a serious and responsible expression, "You can't even handle something this simple?"

"How is that possible!" Lao Liu couldn't stand being provoked. "Any problem related to feelings is not a problem for me!"

Fu Jincheng raised his eyebrows but said nothing. The word "disbelief" was clearly written in his eyes, one on the left and one on the right.

Lao Liu, who has been repeatedly questioned about his ability to solve relationship problems, was not sure about his ability before when they had a good conversation, but now feels that he can do it.

"Wait!" Lao Liu slammed the table and stood up, taking out his computer from his bag, "Boss, wait for me for half an hour!"

"In half an hour, I will give you a perfect answer!"

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Wen Xiaobao (very seriously): I have always felt that brain damage is a terminal illness and should be covered by medical insurance, really.