The wealthy young master is a money fan

A few days after the start of the university, Cheng Weiyi knew that there was a student named Pei Ji in his dormitory who had good grades, but his temper was inversely proportional to his grades.

He loves to ignore everyone, with a cold face all day long, his eyes are not warm when looking at anyone, as if he is looking at a dead thing.

Later, because of his excellent grades and outstanding appearance, Pei Ji became famous in the school forum.

At the same time, he is famous for his eyes and aura that can freeze all those who try to approach him.

Every year after entering the school as a freshman, the forum will flood with a large number of posts discussing Senior Pei.

Then the freshmen will be popularized by their seniors and sisters, how difficult it is to pick the old flower of Senior Colonel Pei Ji, and how many boys and girls are frozen to death at the foot of the mountain.

The old man sighed and warned the newcomers who were moved to rest their minds early and not to waste time and energy on impossible things.

The whole school is famous for Pei Ji's inaccessibility.

However, Cheng Weiyi, who has been a classmate for more than two years and attends classes with Pei Ji almost every day during non-holidays, is the first time he has heard such a tone from the mouth of the youngest: warning, impatient, and even counted. disgusted.

The voice is also as cold as frost, as if it can freeze people in place in the next second.

This expression and tone were vivid to Pei Ji who had always had a straight face.

For the first time, Cheng Weiyi could tell what he was thinking just from Pei Ji's expression and tone, without having to guess.

Cheng Weiyi froze on the spot for a few seconds, quickly glanced at Dong Yuanqing, who had a bad face because of Pei Ji's sarcastic remarks, and then subconsciously took a step towards Pei Ji: "What, what's the matter, this is, why are you still angry when you are so good gone."

That's right, although the light was dim and Pei Ji's face could not be seen clearly, Cheng Weiyi was very sure that the youngest must be angry now.

He swears that when facing that idiot jumping up and down like Miao Rong, the youngest in his family didn't lose his temper.

Cheng Weiyi's brain was temporarily shut down, and he couldn't figure out what Dong Yuanqing did to make Pei Ji say the words just now with a warning, so he could only appease him first.

Like Cheng Weiyi, Yan Heng had never heard the little dean speak in such a tone.

He knew that because of his previous experience, the little dean didn't want to waste time on things that were insignificant and meaningless to him. He had the time and energy to argue with fools and idiots. The little dean was more willing to use this time to think about how to earn money. more money.

Because I didn't take it to heart at all, so I never cared.

Just like Ren Feihang who tampered with his data graphics a few months ago to make him embarrass him at the meeting and in front of many managements, the little dean didn't even give him a straight look.

So now after hearing Pei Ji's words, Yan Heng's thoughts coincided with Cheng Weiyi's: What did this person do?

Yan Heng didn't speak, but frowned, looking at Dong Yuanqing with more scrutiny and guard.

Dong Yuanqing, who was standing opposite the three of them, was not stupid either. After hearing what Pei Ji said, he knew that Pei Ji had seen through the small thoughts in his heart.

Before he felt that Pei Ji could look into his heart at a glance, it was not an illusion.

Pei Ji really saw through him, and unceremoniously warned him to stay away from Yan Heng.

Dong Yuanqing didn't expect that Pei Ji would point it out so bluntly in front of Yan Heng, and he panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down again, blinking his not-so-small eyes, with a dazed expression: "Pei Ji, you What are you talking about? Why can't I understand."

Dong Yuanqing has always been good at fishing. He can advance, attack, retreat, or defend. After whetting people's appetites, the other party can't bear to confess first, and then he agrees to refuse or welcome. Even if we broke up, there is a reason: I just said Try it with you, but I must be with you without saying.

Yan Heng was impeccable in every aspect, so handsome that his outstretched hands trembled, and Dong Yuanqing didn't change his strategy.

He knows that the most taboo thing about flirting with a rich man like Yan Heng is to be too active and let the other party be on guard, seeing through that you are here for money.

Therefore, Dong Yuanqing didn't reveal his true thoughts that night, except for talking to Yan Heng a few more words.

So he felt that all he had to do now was to pretend to be stupid.

Pei Ji had no evidence.

However, what Dong Yuanqing didn't expect was that Pei Ji didn't even have the patience to play tricks with him, and said directly: "You know what I say."

The smile on Dong Yuanqing's face could hardly be maintained anymore:

"...Pei Ji, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

Pei Ji was too lazy to waste time with Dong Yuanqing who was pretending to be stupid, and after saying 'I'll do it for myself', he turned around and left.

Pei Ji left, and Cheng Weiyi, who was at a loss, naturally followed with his things.

Only Yan Heng looked in Dong Yuanqing's direction, stared at the other's embarrassing face for a long while, thoughtful.

Pei Ji's behavior undoubtedly stimulated Dong Yuanqing's fragile nerves, and made him feel a great humiliation. He was secretly gnashing his teeth, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Yan Heng hadn't moved.

Dong Yuanqing took a closer look, his heart was overjoyed, he reflexively took a step towards Yan Heng, his tone was filled with joy, but also a little wronged: "Brother Yan, you—"

"Stop." Before Dong Yuanqing could speak, Yan Heng stepped back to distance the two of them, with a usual smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, which made people feel cold: "Since my family Zhaozhao said you If you don’t know me well, don’t call me brother, if he hears it, he should be angry with me.”

The expression on Dong Yuanqing's face froze.

Yan Heng's attitude of standing against Pei Ji without asking why was more painful and embarrassing than Pei Ji's words just now.

Why did the little director suddenly change his attitude? In connection with Dong Yuanqing's appearance and the little director's anomaly tonight, Yan Heng had an unformed guess in his heart.

Although he was not sure, it was just a guess, but it was enough to make his heart beat uncontrollably faster, and the blood in his body screamed wildly, as if it had already boiled and burned.

It was as if someone had set off fireworks in Yan Heng's mind, the brilliance was full of light, he grabbed a little light and held it in his hand, urgently needing to find the little principal to prove it.

Seeing that Yan Heng was about to leave, Dong Yuanqing was naturally reluctant to let such an excellent big fish slip away from his hand, knowing that if the other party left, he would have no chance.

He yelled 'Brother Yan' tremblingly, Dong Yuanqing's originally healthy and sunny face was fragile and helpless, with the forbearance of being misunderstood: "Pei Ji must have misunderstood something, I can't listen to what he said Understand."

While speaking, Dong Yuanqing pitifully wanted to pull Yan Heng's arm, but the other party didn't let his fingertips even touch a single piece of fabric.

Yan Heng looked at the injured Dong Yuanqing indifferently:

"Okay, it's for your own good that Pei Ji asked you to do it yourself, so you can put away that trick. After all, not everyone is as cold-faced and soft-hearted as him."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Dong Yuanqing, Yan Heng turned around and went after Pei Ji.

It didn't take much time for Yan Heng and Dong Yuanqing to have a few conversations, and with the advantage of being tall and long, he quickly caught up with Cheng Weiyi who was in front of him.

Cheng Weiyi asked Pei Ji what happened, but the other party kept his face cold and said nothing, Cheng Weiyi had no choice but to silently shake his head at him after seeing Yan Heng following up.

With so many people around, it's obviously not a good place to chat and talk. Yan Heng looked down at Pei Ji's cold side face, suppressed the mad shouting thoughts in his heart, and tried his best not to raise the corners of his mouth too high.

The dean's thoughts have not yet been confirmed, so don't act too hastily.

At night, Peng Gaojun originally wanted to send Cheng Weiyi back to school, but seeing that Pei Ji was in a bad mood, the latter repeatedly refused, saying that he would just take the subway back to school.

After Cheng Weiyi left, Pei Ji just got into the car when he felt his side sinking. When he turned around, he saw Yan Heng squeezed into the back seat as well.

Yan Heng smiled at Pei Ji, and lowered the ending:

"Little Dean, grab a car."

Pei Ji raised her eyelids to look at him, her tone was calm:

"Where's your car?"

Pei Ji couldn't believe that the person in front of him walked or took a taxi.

Yan Heng opened his eyes and said nonsense: "It's out of gas, the driver is going to fill up."

When the car window was lowered, Pei Ji lifted his chin slightly out of the window, signaling Yan Heng to look out.

Yan Heng glanced around, and saw that the Mulsanne he drove out happened to be parked right in front of them, and he could see it at a glance.

"Okay, I'll confess." The lie was exposed on the spot, Yan Heng sighed, his face was not a bit embarrassed, looked at Pei Ji, and said without changing expression: "I just want to go back with you."

After a pause, Yan Heng added:

"I'm afraid to drive back alone, the number of cars is limited, and I want to stay with you for a while."

"You can think whatever you want, I agree with what you say."

Yan Heng looked at Pei Ji, with a pair of beautiful and seductive red phoenix eyes slightly curved, as if they were covered with stars, dotted with tiny rays of light.

Pei Ji: "..."

Faced with Yan Heng's joke-like words, he didn't know whether Pei Ji believed it or was too lazy to argue with him, so he finally looked away and said, "Close the car door."

Yan Heng responded with a smile, stretched out his long arms, and closed the car door.

After putting the unsold toys back into the trunk, Peng Gaojun started the car and drove back to Jiangchengyuan.

No one spoke for a while, the airtight car fell into silence, and Pei Ji took out his phone to browse the web.

Before Pei Ji slid his fingertips on the screen twice, a hand stretched out from the side and placed it on his hand, covering the screen. Immediately afterwards, Yan Heng's slightly low voice with a smile sounded from inside the carriage: "Don't play with your mobile phone in the car, it's bad for your eyes."

The movements of Pei Ji's hands paused, and he looked along the slender and powerful hand with well-defined knuckles, and the corner of his mouth twitched downwards when he met Shang Yanheng's smiling eyes: "From just now, you are very Happy?"

Once the thoughts in his heart were formed, the more dissatisfaction Pei Ji showed at this time, the happier Yan Heng was. Hearing this, the smile on his face became stronger, and he said slowly, "Actually, I was quite uncomfortable before."

Without pulling out her hand, Pei Ji silently looked at Yan Heng without speaking.

"But now..." Under the palm of his hand, half is the cold mobile phone, and the other half is the cool but soft hand of the little dean. Yan Heng's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he glanced at Peng Gaojun who was driving in front of him. He continued, but changed the subject: "Your friend told me that the guy named Qing probably likes you."

Does anyone like the young master?

Peng Gaojun in the front row kept his eyes on the car while driving, but his ears were already pricked up uncontrollably.

Pei Ji's eyelids moved slightly, and he pulled out his hand, showing a slightly annoyed expression at the name, and said coldly: "No."

The palm of his hand was suddenly empty, and Yan Heng shook his hand in vain before retracting it. A pair of long legs naturally overlapped, and he gave a soft 'hmm': "I see, he has a crush on someone else."

"So little dean..." After saying this, Yan Heng glanced at Peng Gaojun in front of him, and suddenly turned his head close to Pei Ji, deliberately lowered his voice, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "... ...Who is the person you are looking at?"

Yan Heng still hadn't forgotten that the person in front of him admitted in disguise that he had someone he liked.

Worried that Peng Gaojun would hear it, Yan Heng's voice was extremely low, leaving only a few breath sounds to distinguish words, and a sentence he said was ambiguous.

Yan Heng's voice was full of laughter, as if they had just flirted with each other.

While speaking, the shallow breathing hit the ears and neck, a little itchy, and there was a burst of numbness like an electric shock, which made Pei Ji's shoulders tremble uncontrollably.

Aware of Pei Ji's subtle movements, Yan Heng's eyes showed an almost imperceptible smile.

Very good, did not hide.

It was also because the vision inside the car was not clear, otherwise Yan Heng would have seen the little dean's right ear gradually turning crimson.

Under Yan Heng's smiling gaze, Pei Ji calmly raised his hands and rubbed his burning ears with a blank expression.

After rubbing his ears, Pei Ji moved to the side, distanced himself from the man beside him who was smiling like a seductive vixen.

The author has something to say: Yan Zong: Just be happy, and wish everyone an early year.