Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Zhu Guiming looked at the letter in front of him and curled the corners of his mouth.

This is the third anonymous letter.

When he received the first letter, he felt a little disapproving and looked down on it, thinking it was some petty trick that was not worthy of being shown in public.

But who would have known that he would be saved by this seemingly insignificant anonymous letter.

He couldn't even imagine what kind of harm the sleeping pills would cause to his body if he continued to take them.

I also dare not imagine what the divorce battle would be like if I hadn't caught Chen Lihua's affair. I'm afraid both I and the Zhu family would be in big trouble.

It's not just about money, what's more important is face.

......

It was still the most common red lined letter paper, and the printed text was straight and flat.

"Boss Zhu, please don't force the couple out of Yuncheng. If they stay in Yuncheng, it will be easier for us to take revenge."

This time it was signed: "The enemy of the adulterous couple."

A smile appeared on Boss Zhu's face.

The enemy of the adulterers is their friends. How can we refuse a friend's request?

Besides, this friend is absolutely right.

The enemy must be kept in the palm of your hand at all times so that it will be convenient to grind him down and relieve the hatred in your heart.

I have suffered such a great loss, how can I just get over it by giving him a beating and getting a divorce?

......

Wen Xin has been in a good mood these days.

The old man and woman have been badly damaged, so I guess we won’t need to worry about them too much for a while.

Now we just need to be careful not to let the old scumbag return to Anshi. However, I guess Boss Zhu will also pay attention to this matter, after all, they also have a blood feud.

Wen Xin relaxed and plunged into his senior year of high school.

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On the tree-lined avenue of Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School, a group of high school girls looked up at the blue sky with gloomy faces.

"Oh, the days of senior year are so exhausting. It feels like there is no light in the sky."

Wang Cheng raised his arms and stretched them vigorously.

"Yes, I am really tired. After the college entrance examination, will the clouds clear and the sun rise? "

Liu Xiaoyu's voice was soft, with longing in his eyes.

Wen Xin glanced at her and sighed inwardly.

If you leave the shelter of school and you are not strong, how can the clouds clear and the sun rise? That is when the sky is really covered with dark clouds.

Wen Xin kicked his legs and bent over, stretching his body and breathing in the hot and fresh air.

She felt very excited and curious about reliving her senior year of high school again.

What will be her life path this time? Which university will she go to? What kind of people will she meet...

What a great time.

The road of life has not yet begun, everything has so many possibilities, everything is full of hope.

As long as there is hope, there is light in life.

......

Li Yan watched over Yun Xiang leisurely, no longer as entangled and anxious as he was at the beginning. After all, Qian Li had already produced great benefits.

She enjoys her life now and gets along well with the Feng family.

She had sighed countless times that if Grandma Feng was her mother-in-law, she would be a daughter-in-law who spoiled her mother-in-law to the sky.

Xiao Wu, the godson, is even more considerate. He calls his godmother all the time and always runs to the store to give her something delicious if there is one.

Feng Xiaofeng, the store manager, is also very worry-free. She is diligent, smart and down-to-earth.

She is very optimistic about this girl.

This is the object of search...

As she was getting older, Grandma Feng was very worried. Li Yan found several wives but none of them worked.

......

Qianli.

The clerk tidied up the shelves, said hello to Feng Xiaofeng, and left work.

"Sister, the security windows are all closed, let's go home from get off work."

Feng Xiaofeng asked as she sorted out the account books on the cash register:

"Wang Feng, are you attracted to any of the girls in our store? Tell me who you like and I'll give you some advice."

Yuncheng Mall closes early.

Since the Qianli store opened, Wang Feng has been coming here from time to time. Recently, he comes to the store every day after work and stays there until closing time.

"I don't like those little girls. They are so pretentious and give me a headache."

"Then what do you like?"

Wang Feng came up to her with a smile: "Sister, I like you like this."

Feng Xiaofeng frowned, stretched out her hand and grabbed Wang Feng's ear, pulling it hard, gritting her teeth and saying, "If you keep talking nonsense, stop it."

"Hey... Hey, sister, it hurts so much, please let go." Wang Feng screamed.

Feng Xiaofeng let go of her hand and looked at Wang Feng, who was still covering his ears and screaming, in confusion: "Does it hurt so much? Let go of your hand and let me see."

Wang Feng put his hand down and stretched his head forward angrily: "Look, it hurts so much, did you twist it off for me?"

Feng Xiaofeng took a look and saw that it was indeed very red, with some bruises at the base of the ear. She immediately felt guilty.

I forgot that I have kung fu skills.

But this kid is really a weakling.

Seeing Wang Feng still covering his ears and whining, Feng Xiaofeng sighed with guilt: "Sister will apologize to you, or buy you a popsicle?"

"Who wants popsicles? I'm not a child. Sister, you're not apologizing sincerely. You're just fooling me."

Wang Feng stuck out his neck, acted coquettishly and arrogantly, which made Feng Xiaofeng laugh helplessly.

"Then tell me, what do you want?"

"I want... Sister, please knit me a scarf, a white one, the kind that Chow Yun-fat wore in The Bund."

Feng Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "You wish."

I'm also knitting a scarf. I'm so busy that I don't have time to do anything.

Wang Feng sat on a stool, resting his face on the cash register table, his face full of grievance and loss.

"Sister, can you knit it for me? I have wanted it for a long time, but my mother won't knit it for me because she doesn't like me..."

All the resentment, grievances and whining softened Feng Xiaofeng's heart.

Never mind. It's so pitiful. Just knit it. There's still a lot of time until winter anyway.

Wang Feng was so happy that he succeeded. He happily helped to close the security door and went back to Feng's house with Feng Xiaofeng.

When Grandma Feng saw the two people come back, she quickly took out the food from the kitchen.

While they were eating, Feng Dawu came in and frowned when he saw Wang Feng:

"Don't you go home after get off work? Why do you come to my house for dinner every day? Have you paid for the meal?"

Wang Feng put down his bowl and chopsticks, moved closer to Grandma Feng who was sitting nearby, crossed his arms, and began to perform in a frustrated manner.

"Grandma, look at my eldest brother. He always bullies me like this."

The three children of the Feng family were all rather dull, and each one was more serious than the other. Even the youngest, Xiao Wu, had never acted so spoiled and naughty.

Grandma Feng had always liked Wang Feng, a lively and likable child, and now she was even more soft-hearted towards him.

"Don't pay attention to him. Just come home and eat. Grandma will take care of the meals. You can come every day."

"Come on, grandma, you are the best. You are my dear grandma."

Wang Feng gave his grandmother a big hug, glanced at Feng Dawu proudly, and sat down at the dining table to continue eating.

Feng Dawu shook his head and went out.

Feng Xiaofeng also shook her head speechlessly, and smiled: "Wang Feng, how old are you?"

"Twenty-five, the same age as my eldest brother."

"You look like five years old to me."

"Well, that's good. Fortunately you didn't say I looked fifteen." Wang Feng responded quickly, leaving Feng Xiaofeng stunned.

"What happened to Fifteen?"

"At five, they're calling me cute, but at fifteen, they're calling me stupid."

Feng Xiaofeng chuckled.

Well, there are still people who flatter themselves. Did I say you are cute? I said you are childish.

But this guy doesn't look stupid.

The next day, Wang Feng came to Qianli and brought a box of white wool and several sizes of knitting needles.

Feng Xiaofeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This really depends on myself.

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