Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Song Zhixian caught up with Wen Li and said, "I came to the school to look for you without saying hello. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Unlike the sharpness he showed when defending Wen Li just now, there was a smile in his words and he looked gentle and kind.

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, why did you suddenly transfer to Beijing? I went to Mingcheng to look for you a few days ago, but your grandmother didn't mention this."

Song Zhixian's eyes were full of joy. After learning that Wen Li came to Beijing to study, he wanted to come to see her every day. Today he finally had a lame excuse.

Wen Li walked forward without looking around, his tone calm: "Didn't I solve the problem? Do you have anything else to talk to me about?"

"You should have another solution to that problem, right?"

Wen Li glanced at him, somewhat annoyed by his greed.

Song Zhixian quickly explained: "I'm not here to ask you for other solutions to the problem." He couldn't help but feel annoyed at his poor tongue.

"You have something to say."

In Wen Li's opinion, the two of them were not very familiar with each other. Song Baiyan helped her get into No. 1 Middle School, and today's question was already a repayment of the favor.

What's more, I have helped them solve many problems and resolved many puzzles before. Apart from the gifts they asked for every time they came to my house, I have never accepted any other benefits from them.

If I had known that this grandfather and grandson were so difficult to deal with, I would not have rushed to the Peking University forum to solve some stupid problems, thus letting a wolf into the house.

"Can I...can I have dinner with you? I also went to No. 1 Middle School as a middle and high school student, and I really miss the cafeteria there."

He lacked the calmness and flexibility he had when doing the questions, and he even felt a little helpless and clumsy when facing Wen Li.

Wen Li did not respond.

Without asking whether it was okay or not, Song Zhixian shamelessly followed her out of the teaching building and went to the cafeteria.

Along the way, the two of them constantly attracted attention and discussion.

Song Zhixian ordered the same meal as Wen Li, sat across from her, and after taking a bite, he said with nostalgia, "The taste hasn't changed."

Wen Li didn't say anything.

Song Zhixian, who was ignored, secretly looked at Wen Li, but couldn't find anything to talk about. Seeing Wen Li looking at his phone, he had to eat quietly.

The little guy Lu Jingyuan sent a photo on WeChat, which was the lunch he had in the nursery class.

Wen Li only then found out that the two-year-old kid was in kindergarten.

I took a picture of the food in front of me and sent it back to him.

The little guy slowly sent a message to ask her: [Are you okay?]

Wen Li ate his meal and typed with one hand: [OK]

These days, the little guy asks her almost every day whether she has recovered from her illness and even calls her on video. Although he doesn't speak, the child's concern is very pure.

After a while, Wen Li put down his phone.

Song Zhixian seized the opportunity: "Can your grandmother take care of herself in the countryside? If necessary, I can bring her to the capital to help take care of her."

"I have a yard that's been vacant for a long time. It's perfect for retirement. It's also very close to Peking University. You've helped me so much. Can I give you a gift in return?"

Wen Li: "I appreciate your kindness, but it's not necessary."

"The legendary God Song? Why is he eating at our school? Who is that girl sitting across from him? She's so pretty."

"You don't know? She just transferred in as a senior. Her name is Wen Li. I heard she's the illegitimate daughter of the Wen Group CEO."

"You're a bastard, I'm the real daughter. That Wen Yan from the Wen family is the illegitimate child."

"So handsome! Speaking of which, the master is our senior. I didn't expect that we would have the chance to meet him again after he graduated."

"Isn't it said that Song Shen is the flower of Gaoling? I've seen his competition videos online, and he is indeed cool, but why doesn't he look like that?"

"Damn, if there was such a beautiful girl sitting across from you, your face would be broken with laughter, and you're still so cold."

"Have you heard about that question from Class 1? I was completely stupefied..."

Wen Li ate quickly, and Song Zhixian put down his chopsticks and followed him away with the food still in his mouth.

Wen Li wanted to go back to the classroom. Seeing that he could not stay any longer, Song Zhixian had no choice but to leave.

"Mr. Wen, I'll be waiting for you at Jingda University."

Song Zhixian stood there, unwilling to look away until Wen Li was out of his sight, and even more unwilling to leave, with the smile still on his face.

"Brother Zhixian."

A sudden voice interrupted Song Zhixian's thoughts. He turned around and looked at Wen Xin behind him, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.

Song Zhixian, who had no impression of this person at all, chose to ignore him and walked around him to leave.

This attitude towards people is completely different.

"Brother Zhixian?" Wen Xin called him again.

"Student, are you okay?"

Wen Xin looked at Song Zhixian, who looked so cold and distant, and felt a wave of grievance and discomfort. He seemed to not even remember her.

"I'm Wen Xin, Brother Zhixian. We've met before. I've even been to your house. Aunt Song likes me very much. Grandpa Song said I'm good at math. I hope we'll have the chance to discuss academics together in the future."

"I still have something to do."

Song Zhixian was obviously not interested in what she said.

Seeing that the person was about to leave, Wen Xin had to move Wen Li out in a hurry: "Wen Li is my sister!"

If it weren't for Song Zhixian, Wen Xin would never have said this in her entire life. Just saying it against her will made her feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, these words successfully stopped Song Zhixian.

But this made Wen Xin even more sad.

"Brother Zhixian, how come you know Wen Li? And you're so... She's clearly lived in Mingcheng her whole life. You said she's better at math than you and Grandpa Song, but were you fooled by her? She rarely even goes to school..."

"This classmate!"

Before she could finish her words, Song Zhixian interrupted her coldly.

Wen Xin was startled.

Song Zhixian's unfriendly look and cold gaze immediately silenced her.

"It's not your place to meddle in the affairs between me and her, right? If I'm not mistaken, it was you who just accused Wen Li of cheating in class."

"I, I was..." Wen Xin's eyes turned red, as if she had been wronged and bullied.

Song Zhixian just felt confused.

"I haven't heard Wen Li say that she has a younger sister. If Wen Li doesn't like you, you'd better stay away from her."

This sounded like a warning, which made Wen Xin angry and frightened.

Song Zhixian's sudden appearance made Wen Li, who was already attracting too much attention, jump from a hot topic to a celebrity.

The fact that Professor Song and Song Zhixian, two great masters, resorted to printing the test papers to ask Wen Li for help in solving the problem shocked the entire school.

For the entire afternoon, Wen Xin kept hearing the names of Song Zhixian and Wen Li. She couldn't control her emotions and was about to cry several times.

After finally waiting for school to be over, she followed Wen Li into the bathroom.

He asked excitedly, "Why do you know Brother Zhixian? How did you trick them? The professor from Peking University who sent you to No. 1 Middle School is Grandpa Song, right? How did you hook up with Brother Zhixian?"

Wen Xin, who had suffered a series of stimulations, was trembling all over.

Wen Li stood in front of the sink, washing his hands slowly.

She shook the water off her hands and then looked at Wen Xin.

"Want to know? Come here and I'll tell you."

Wen Xin didn't think twice and strode forward aggressively.

Unexpectedly, as she approached, she was slapped hard in the face, causing her to stagger back two steps.

Wen Xin was stunned for two seconds before reacting and raising her hand to rush towards Wen Li, but Wen Li grabbed her wrist, grabbed her neck, and pushed her head into the sink.

The pain stimulated the nerves, Wen Xin's face was burning with pain, and the taste of blood filled her mouth.

This was the first time she was slapped in the face since she was a child, and Wen Xin exploded.

"Wen Li, you dare to hit me! You dare to hit me! Even Dad has never hit me! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to break your hand!"

She struggled like crazy, trying to get up, but couldn't get free.

Wen Li turned on the faucet and Wen Xin screamed.

The water rushed from the back of her head to her face and flowed into her nasal cavity. Wen Xin was choked and cursed loudly, but soon she could no longer scream.

The water in the pool kept accumulating, and Wen Xin, who was choked, felt very uncomfortable. She kept waving her other arm, trying to catch Wen Li, but failed.

Wen Li watched her struggle with indifference.

When Wen Xin was about to suffocate, Wen Li picked her up, threw her on the ground, washed his hands again, turned off the water and left.

By the time Wen Xin caught her breath, Wen Li was gone.