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At this moment, Su Yun in the dormitory 508 of the University of Finance felt a little flustered.

She didn't think anything was wrong.

She thought that her online friend was studying in the library without a mobile phone, or it was out of battery.

But it was already past eleven o'clock, and she had to go back no matter how hard she studied.

Even if she was so absorbed in doing the questions that she forgot the time, the library would be closed.

It was very likely that something had happened if she hadn't received any response yet.

She secretly guessed that maybe she had fainted due to long-term malnutrition and hypoglycemia?

This possibility was very high!

She couldn't even get enough food, and she often worked part-time as a part-time worker. How could her body bear it?

She didn't have many close friends. If she fainted in a corner, it was very likely that no one would find her all night, and the consequences would be disastrous!

Thinking of this, Su Yun was immediately anxious.

After sending that message, she hurriedly put on her clothes and walked towards the door.

There was only one library in the School of Information. As long as she was there, she could always find her!

But just as I opened the door of the dormitory, I received a reply on my phone.

I have a bad stomach and I have to eat soft rice: "Susu, I'm fine!"

After seeing these words, Su Yun sighed, returned to bed again, and typed:

"Where have you been? You didn't reply to messages for seven or eight hours, which made me worried to death!"

Zhang Yuan did not explain, but took out the photo he got from Su Guoqiang, clicked send, and typed:

"Is this you?"

Susu: "! ! !"

"How do you know it's me?"

"I don't even remember who took this photo, where did you get it from?"

Zhang Yuan replied: "Let's meet in two days, I promise to give you a big surprise!"

Susu: "? ? ? !"

Then, she called again on WeChat, and Zhang Yuan hung up directly.

There was a girl sitting next to him, and some words were still inconvenient for her to hear.

Su Yun sent a series of messages.

〈Chen Yuan, I just realized now that you are not what I imagined!〉

〈Did you know who I was from the beginning? It was not a coincidence that you added me on WeChat. Someone gave you my number?〉

〈Is it true? Tell me now!〉

Zhang Yuan replied:〈You will understand once we meet.〉

〈Hehe, even if you don’t tell me, I can guess that it must be my high school classmate who got into the same school as you. She gave you the WeChat ID and photos. You approached me for another purpose! I still think of you as a friend, hum!〉

Zhang Yuan was speechless after seeing this line of words.

This girl thought of everything, but she didn’t doubt that there was no such person as “Chen Yuan” in the world.

But this is also normal.

When most people suddenly receive a photo from high school, their first reaction is to wonder if it was leaked by a classmate.

Who would have thought that there are so many photos in their old father’s mobile phone.

〈So will we meet? 〉

Su Su: 〈Gone, and I know what you are up to. I’m telling you, I have a boyfriend!〉

? ? ?

Now it was Zhang Yuan’s turn to be caught off guard.

When did it happen?

It’s only been a short time, which bastard got there first! ! !

Damn… I just recognized my father-in-law and drank three glasses of white wine. You told me I recognized the wrong person?

Suddenly, another thought flashed through Zhang Yuan’s mind, so he typed: 〈Tell me, what’s your boyfriend’s name, maybe I know him!〉

〈It’s okay to tell you, his name is Zhang Yuan, not only is he tall and handsome, but he’s also very rich… and treats him very well! Just give up on that idea!〉

Oh… So that bastard was me, that’s fine.

But when did I treat you very well?

We didn’t even say a few words, so it’s almost like I treated you very well.

Then, Su Yun sent another message: "That's it, I'm going to sleep, don't contact me anymore."

After sending this message, Su Yun put down her phone.

To be honest, she still felt a little reluctant.

It wasn't the kind of reluctance between men and women.

After all, they had never even met, so it was unrealistic to say how much she liked "Chen Yuan".

It was just that the two of them could chat, and at the same time, this boy was very motivated, which made her admire him. It felt good to be an ordinary netizen.

However...even the initial contact was purposeful, so how true were the words that followed?

Not blocking him directly was already a great courtesy.

A minute later, the phone under the pillow received another message, and after unlocking it, I took a look:

"The day after tomorrow at noon, I will wait for you at Li Ji's restaurant outside your school. I will sit by the window and put a=With a bouquet of flowers. 〉

〈If you want to see me, you can come in. Otherwise, you can leave. How about that? 〉

Su Yun curled her lips. She said she had a boyfriend, and there was a bouquet of flowers on the table!

What does that mean!

How could I possibly accept you.

No matter how pretty you are, it won't work!

She wanted to reject him directly, but she couldn't help it. She wanted to see what this netizen she had been chatting with for a long time looked like.

At worst, she could just take a look from a distance and not go in. So she replied: 〈Okay! 〉

After getting a positive answer, Zhang Yuan smiled knowingly.

What kind of expression would that girl have when she found out that it was him waiting for her.

How I look forward to it.........

During this period, Zhao Lin had been sitting quietly by the bed, not daring to see who Zhang Yuan was messaging.

Judging from the content she saw from the corner of her eye, he was probably communicating with at least four or five girls.

Alas, rich and powerful young men don't lack women at all, let alone beautiful women.

I am also a bit pretty, but I have been sitting here for a long time, with an attitude of asking for whatever I want.

She is not even interested in looking at me for a second time, and plays with her mobile phone for half an hour without paying attention to others.

She is totally different from her previous boyfriends, who always revolve around me.

However... what else can I get from following them besides cheap love?

If you want to gain status, you can only put aside your face and fight for it with all your strength.

Zhao Lin whispered: "Mr. Zhang, is your head still swollen? Do you want me to continue to press it for you?"

Then, she laughed again: "But I haven't learned it, I just press it blindly, please don't dislike it."

"Okay, but don't keep saying you, you, you, it sounds awkward."

"Then I will obey your order, Mr. Zhang."

Then, Zhao Lin still sat sideways on Zhang Yuan's shoulder, leaned over from the front, and gently pressed his temple with her fingers.

Uh.....

This is a completely defenseless posture.

What can I say.

It was a bit close, and I could see clearly that the material was really solid.

However, with a weight of only more than 80 kilograms, Zhang Yuan had to doubt its authenticity.

While massaging, the tail of Zhao Lin's hair inevitably brushed across his face.

It felt numb and itchy.

"Mr. Zhang, is this strength okay?"

"Not bad, quite comfortable."

"There is another more comfortable way, Mr. Zhang, do you want to try it?"

After Zhao Lin finished speaking, she lowered her head and blushed, and the hint was not too obvious.