Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   The physical education teacher blew his whistle, and the two classes quickly stood up. After talking about the scene of "friendship first, competition second", he announced the start of the men's and women's mixed 800-meter relay race. The group of Han Xiaoye and Ye Chen is the last group. The first two games were intense, with both classes winning once each. In the final group, it became the key game to decide the outcome.

  Han Xiaoye was doing warm-up exercises in the corner. He never thought that Ye Chen actually came over.

   "Hey, stupid woman, remember not to hold me back."

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye pressed his legs to do warm-up exercises, too lazy to pay attention to him.

   When was Ye Chen so ignored, a little anger appeared on his handsome face, "Anyway, you remember, if you lose, I won't ask an English teacher to change your grades for you."

"I know, I know."

   Thanks to someone, she only got 18 points in the English test that day. If Fu Zhiyan found out... Han Xiaoye shuddered.

  The warm-up was completed quickly, and Han Xiaoye stood on the track. Suri kept cheering her on with the mineral water to make her not nervous. She laughed and comforted Suri who was even more nervous than she was.

   She ran 400 meters in front, and Ye Chen ran 400 meters behind. Han Xiaoye twisted his ankle and knelt on the runway.

   "Ono, come on! I'll be waiting for you at the finish line!"

  Han Xiaoye made an OK gesture and looked forward with tenacity.

   Finally, the referee blew his whistle——

  Han Xiaoye rushed out like an arrow from a string. After more than two years of exercise, her physical fitness is much better than before. But the opponent is not weak, and quickly caught up. At the first corner, both tried to **** the innermost lap of the track. Just at the moment when the two were closest to each other-suddenly, someone stretched out his foot and tripped her, and Han Xiaoye slammed to the ground!

   slammed straight to the hard rubber ground, the pain is self-evident.

   Her knees were bruised and bleeding immediately.

  The audience was in an uproar——

   But because the two of them were too close just now, no one saw the person's small movements, and they all thought she fell accidentally.

   "Damn!"

  Han Xiaoye glanced at the person who was 50 meters away from her, gritted his teeth and stood up.

   Her knee hurt like it was torn, she just gritted her teeth and got up and chased after it again.

   "Ono..." Suri's face turned pale, and tears rolled down her eyes as she looked at her friend's shocking knee.

   The further back, the sharper the pain in the knee, Han Xiaoye did not slow down, but quickened his pace. When she arrived at the handover place with Ye Chen, she had already reduced the distance between the two sides to 30 meters.

   Marven Ye took the handover baton from her hand, and instead of rushing out, he was a little worried for the first time, "You...Are you all right?"

  She has something to do! Very busy! But **** his shit! Han Xiaoye was about to scold his mother in pain, looked at Ye Chen in cold sweat, and squeezed a few words out of his teeth, "Damn, you're running!"

   Seeing that the distance of 20 meters that she managed to close was almost gone, Han Xiaoye didn't know where the strength came from, and he kicked the person who was still hesitating. Almost yelled out—

   "Run! Don't forget our promise!"

   In order to change the score, change the score! Is it easy for her to be a scumbag?

   Watching the sunshine boy finally run, Han Xiaoye collapsed to the ground exhausted.

   At the same time, the school administrators were leading Fu Zhiyan to visit the school, nodding and bowing. As soon as I walked to the playground, I heard the overwhelming sound of cheering.

The chubby principal wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and flattered the school, "In recent years, our school has not only cultivated many good students with top grades, but has also been paying attention to the health of the students, and often develops Active and beneficial sports competitions. There are probably class competitions today, do you want President Fu to go and watch?"

"Okay."

   The man who had been expressionless and did not speak actually agreed.

  The school directors almost stopped cheering.

   It's not that they are too dog-legged, it's just that this guy's aura is too strong, and they have a hard time breathing. Coupled with the fact that they could not see the anger from beginning to end, they were very clueless.

  The school's top management led by the principal led the people to the playground with sincerity and fear. I never thought that the man surrounded by the center suddenly changed his face and strode forward...

   "This... Mr. Fu?"

   The principal didn't have a clue, so he had to step on his short legs and trot to catch up. A group of school managers naturally followed the headmaster's footsteps and followed behind, the scene was extraordinarily funny.

   The physical education teacher was instructing his classmates to prepare to send the injured Han Xiaoye to the infirmary. He never thought about it, but the moment he turned his head, he saw a group of school leaders rushing towards him. He was shocked, "Headmaster, why are you here?"

   Principal Wang leaned on his waist and panted with a bitter look. Facing the question of the physical education teacher, he didn't know how to answer.

how did it get here? Didn't he come with the master who couldn't be provoked?

  But, what is Mr. Fu here for?

   Under the puzzled eyes of the principal and a group of school managers, Fu Zhiyan bent down and picked up the shocked girl.

   "Fu Zhiyan, why are you...?" Here comes.

   "Shut up!" Love to study? He really shouldn't believe this little liar full of lies!

  “…”

  Han Xiaoye shrank his neck and closed his mouth.

  Fu Zhiyan seldom got angry, and he had never been overjoyed, but at this moment, everyone present could feel it. He is angry!

   The principal and others unconsciously looked at the person who was being held in Fu Zhiyan's arms, and were extremely surprised.

   "How did you get hurt?"

   "..." Han Xiaoye was silent.

   "I asked how did you get hurt?" Fu Zhiyan asked again, heavier than the hostility just now.

  Bastard, she has fallen like this, and he is still so fierce! Han Xiaoye pouted, not originally aggrieved. But at this moment, she couldn't help but feel wronged, "I was tripped over."

  Fu Zhiyan's body became colder, and everyone felt that their necks were cold. The principal broke the awkward atmosphere with a smirk, "Hehe, it must be a misunderstanding. In the competition, there will inevitably be a little collision. The students in our school are all good students with good character, and they will never intentionally hurt their classmates. President Fu..."

  Fu Zhiyan didn't want to listen to his high-sounding nonsense, so he interrupted him directly, "I don't want to know what the process is like, I just want a satisfactory result."

   "Understood, Mr. Fu can rest assured that the school will give the results as quickly as possible." The principal wiped his cold sweat and agreed.

  Fu Zhiyan withdrew his oppressive gaze. When he touched the wound on Han Xiaoye's knee, his brows knitted together, and the air pressure dropped a little, "Remember, what I want is a satisfactory answer. Principal Wang, don't let me down."

   Principal Wang was shocked, and subconsciously glanced at the person who was being protected by Fu Zhiyan in his arms, sweat dripping from his forehead faster.

   "President Fu, don't worry."

   "I still have something to do, let's go first."

   Principal Wang and others sent them out of the car in awe, and the driver opened the door. The cold-faced man put Han Xiaoye into the car and then sat in it. Without even looking at the group of school managers surrounding them, "Drive."

"Yes."

  The driver did not dare to delay for a moment, and Bentley walked away...