Beautiful Wife Conspiracy: My ability is to make money

Ye Ningning blushed like a monkey's butt, silently clutching Ye Qifei's clothes tightly.The bicycle was given by Ye Chang. Thinking that both siblings were going to school, they stayed at home. The chain was slightly embroidered, and there was a creaking sound when riding on the ridge.

But it made Ye Qifei feel much better, at least, at least he didn't have too many troubles, and there was no Fang Yushi either.

She doesn't love Fang Yushi, their marriage, even without the fire, is doomed to be a tragedy, a business marriage in a wealthy family.

The radio on the campus was playing on tour. Ye Qifei parked the car and looked at the children in school uniforms in twos and threes around him. It seemed that he had returned to the time when he was studying. Every morning, there would be breakfast made by his mother. Stuff it into her schoolbag and tell her not to forget to say good morning to the teacher too.

Ye Qifei's eyes were slightly red, and Ye Ningning pointed to the teaching building opposite her: "You are over there, I am opposite you, on the third floor, I will go first, if you need anything, you can find me."

"Today, someone from above will come over to check, have all the student unions who greeted you arrived?"

"It's here."

"Stand out, and go to the door to pick them up."

Several men in suits and leather shoes looked extremely nervous. Even the ties of the suits were not tied properly, and they were not well ironed, and they did not look like they were often worn.

Thinking of this, Ye Qifei suddenly bumped into a solid wall of flesh.

"You will..." Couldn't walk, Ye Qifei hadn't said it yet, just raised his head, and froze on the spot for a moment.

She unconsciously called out the name of the person in front of her: "Zhuo Cheng..."

Zhuo Cheng was a little curious. He originally followed his father's wishes to come here today, but he didn't want to go through the main entrance, because he wanted to see the real atmosphere of the school. After all, he has invested and sponsored the students here for a long time, and he wanted to know if they were really doing well. .

But the thin and handsome boy in front of him said his name in one word.

"you are?"

Zhuo Cheng habitually wiped his hands with the silk handkerchief in his bosom, and the familiar smell of cologne permeated Ye Qifei's nose. Ass boy.He grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and was loved by thousands of people, but he was only like a spoiled child in front of her.

Ye Qifei saw it too, she searched all the newspapers for the past few days, Zhuo Cheng went to her memorial service, he smashed things, he wanted to open the coffin, he didn't believe that he was dead , and finally sat on the ground crying like a three-year-old child.

Seeing that Ye Qifei was silent, Zhuo Cheng patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Hey, kid, are you a student here?"

Ye Qifei nodded: "Yes."

She didn't dare to raise her head anymore, Zhuo Cheng's swollen eyes made her feel uncomfortable just looking at them.

Zhuo Cheng smiled slightly: "Why don't you wear a school uniform? What's your name?"

"I just came to report today. I'm a transfer student. My name is Ye Qifei."

Ye Qifei.Zhuo Cheng's footsteps stopped abruptly: "What's your name?"

"My name is Ye Qifei. Qi from Enlightenment, Fei from Scarlet."

In Zhuo Cheng's heart, it seemed that the stone that had just been lifted fell down heavily, and even the ripples could not be stirred up. His tone was indifferent, and his expression became strange: "Oh, can you take me in?"

"of course can."

In fact, Ye Qifei also came to this school for the first time, she hadn't reported yet, and she didn't have a school uniform, but for some reason, it was Zhuo Cheng who wanted to see it, so she also wanted to follow him to see it.

She has selfishness, she wants to stay with Zhuo Cheng more.

It was as if Ye Qifei had never died.She wanted to tell Zhuo Cheng everything right now, but everything seemed so absurd, so let's wait until she is stronger before she can be sure.

Besides, if the sponsor of this school is not Zhuo Cheng, but someone else, how can she have such good luck?Ye Qifei was content.

"Do you know?" Zhuo Cheng beside him suddenly said leisurely: "I once had a girl I liked very much, her name is very similar to yours."