After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

A flash of embarrassment passed across Jiang Zhihe's face, and he felt a little embarrassed when facing Wen Jin's questioning.

"I overheard you talking to your friend last time."

"Did you hear it accidentally or secretly?" Wen Jin asked.

Jiang Zhihe looked at her, somewhat afraid to look directly at her, his eyes dodging like a little rabbit.

"Is tuition enough?"

When Jiang Zhihe heard this, he looked at Wen Jin in surprise and said, "Don't you know that there is usually no tuition fee for recommended students?"

Wen Jin was hurt, but he gritted his teeth and retorted: "Not everyone is like you, you are a child prodigy."

"Let's go! I'll take you out," Wen Jin took the lead and walked out of the store.

As we walked, he asked, "When did you come here to work?"

"it's been a while."

"You work around here?"

"Well, but I won't be working here tomorrow."

"Find another job? Where?"

Jiang Zhihe remained silent. Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Wen Jin didn't ask any more questions. Thinking of Lin Xiao, she asked, "Go back by yourself? Subway? Or bus?"

“Subway to bus.”

Wen Jin nodded: "Be careful on the road."

After that, prepare to leave.

Jiang Zhihe caught up with her in three or five steps, grabbed her arm, and his fingertips trembled slightly, swaying left and right like a flower beaten by a storm: "When can you give me your phone number?"

"What's the hurry?" Wen Jin asked back, ignoring that his arm was still being pulled by the boy, and stretched out his hand to stop a taxi.

When he saw the car approaching, he asked, "Not loose?"

Jiang Zhihe's overflowing emotions seemed to be touched. He let go of her hand in panic and watched Wen Jin get into a taxi and leave.

Look across at the wealthy residential area with aristocratic families.

The houses here are so expensive that ordinary people may not be able to afford them even if they were reborn eighteen times.

And she...lives in it.

He didn't work in this area regularly, but he tried again and again to get closer to her, moving closer to the direction she left again and again.

God knows, when he saw her in the cafe today, he was even happier than when he received the news that he was admitted.

But...life is difficult.

A poor boy like him......

............

When Wen Jin arrived at the school and was about to go to the dormitory building, he stopped when he passed the dormitory manager's room on the first floor.

There were a lot of people gathered at the door. Wen Jin remembered the message in the group and pushed through the crowd to go in.

When he saw Lin Xiao, he almost froze: "Lin Xiao? Who beat you up?"

"She!" Lin Xiao was not polite and pointed at the girl next to him.

Wen Jin looked at the two of them, feeling speechless.

"why?"

Lin Xiao snorted: "She is cheap."

"Who are you scolding?"

"I will scold anyone who responds to me!"

"Do you have the guts to admit in front of the person involved what nonsense came out of your mouth?"

Lin Xiao shouted that he wanted to rush over and tear her apart, but was forcibly pulled apart by the dormitory manager and the counselor.

The counselor glanced at Wen Jin and sighed inwardly, saying that beautiful people always endure more rumors than others.

Student Wen Jin is so outstanding in appearance.

"What did she say?"

"She said that the reason you moved out was because you were kept by someone else because you couldn't get close to Mr. Shen."

As soon as Lin Xiao finished speaking, a flash of embarrassment crossed the other person's face.

Wen Jin sneered and curled his lips: "Did you say that?"

"I just said it casually."

"Oh?" Wen Jin raised his eyebrows, walked over, raised his hand and slapped the other person in the face.

"Why did you hit me? Do you believe I will call the police?"

"I just hit it casually!" Wen Jin imitated her tone and spoke.

"You...you shouldn't do whatever you want just because your family has a few stinky bucks."

"Doing whatever I want has never been my style. Instead, you are the ones who are slandering me and using rumors as a knife to hurt me? Call the police? Go ahead! I will hire a lawyer to come and ask you what is slander. Classmate, I am not someone who can be easily messed with."

"It's fine if you just lie, but you dare to do it?"

"You've been studying for more than ten years, but the books didn't tell you what it means to shut up, right?"

The counselor originally thought that Wen Jin's arrival would be able to persuade Lin Xiao, but she never expected that these two people had worse tempers than the other.

Standing between the three of them, he offered a plan: "Do you think we should just let this matter go, or call the police and let them handle it?"

Wen Jin shrugged indifferently, raised his chin and glanced at the other person: "Look at her? I can accompany you in any way."

"Wen Jin is so cool!"

"That's right! Why is she like a different person lately?"

"Are you smart? Just criticize me when I need to!"

"I can't envy you."

..............

"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts."

"You're still fighting with others when it hurts? Aren't you tired from work?" Wen Jin carefully treated the wound on her neck with a cotton swab.

"I'm so tired! There are so many damn things to memorize. You don't know, I was tortured by the so-called seniors in the company after a day of work. I was more resentful than a ghost. When I came back and heard them nagging you, I got furious."

Wen Jin threw the cotton swab in her hand into the trash can, turned around and went into the bathroom to take out a comb to comb Lin Xiao's hair.

"I don't have much hair to begin with, and a lot of it has been ripped out by others. I'm going to be bald sooner or later."

Lin Xiao grabbed a handful of her hair and yelled, "You bitch, give me back my hair, oooo."

"Next time don't fight with others over this kind of thing. It's someone else's fault."

Lin Xiao threw his hair into the trash can while howling, "Don't talk about me. How are you preparing for the final exam?"

"I heard that all the exams this year will be closed-book."

Wen Jin:..............

孽 孽!

As expected! If people are not annoyed here, they will be annoyed there.

............

On Monday, Wen Jin woke up early in the morning and turned off the sleep mode of his phone.

Only then did I see several missed calls on the phone screen, all from Wen Mo.

Wen Jin was too lazy to read it, so he changed his clothes and prepared to go to school. He took a course called Appreciation of Literary Classics. He had failed every time, so he couldn't fail again this time.

Wen Jin arrived at the classroom door and was about to go in when someone grabbed her arm.

He looked back and saw that it was Wen Mo. He lowered the corners of his mouth and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I want to talk to you for a few minutes."

"Talk about your mom?"

"Your mother too."

"You asked? Did she admit it?"

"Wen Jin..." Wen Mo shouted at her and sighed fiercely: "You don't want our family to break up, do you?"

"Home? Are you sure it's home?"

"Mom doesn't love you, but Dad and I are sincere to you."

"Are you sincere to me?" Wen Jin said as if he had heard a funny joke: "How can you be sincere to me? You stole my things and showed off in front of me, and it's not enough?"