Li Yan pointed to the platform: "I went to my grandmother's house, so I took a ride."

Wen Huihui hehe smile: "then you go, I'll wait for my father to pick me up here."

Li Yan showed some flattering smile: "I remember your home in Zhongshan Road, right? My grandmother's house is not far from there. Can I take your car? You don't have to take me to your house and I'll walk there. "

Wen Huihui was sweating in a hurry. There would be no car to pick her up. If Li Yan really waited with her, wouldn't her identity be revealed?

She forced out a smile: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that my father told me this morning that he couldn't come to pick me up. Well, I'll take the bus with you."

Li Yan's face was filled with disappointment. Li Yan's family is a working-class family, her parents work in the factory, and there is a younger brother under her. She lives a relatively poor life. She hasn't been in a car for most of her life. She thought she would have a rich girl at the same table, but she thought she could get rid of it.

I didn't expect that.

She had no choice but to get on the bus with Wen Huihui and get off the bus on Zhongshan Road. Wen Huihui went to her foreign house and waved to Li Yan: "I'm home. Goodbye."

With that, in Li Yan's envious eyes, she pushed open the small gate of the yard, entered the yard, and then entered the western style house.

She could feel the strong envy and a little envious eyes behind her. She was so used to the feeling of being envied, as if she had been looking at Song ran all the time.

Therefore, she must always play the role of a rich girl. More than that, she wants to take away everything that belongs to song ran. She wants to make everyone really envy her Wen Huihui.

PATA, the door closed, with all her ambition and valley hope, together were shut into the dark.

Li family, Li Sheng's bedroom, two people after dinner lie on Li Sheng's big bed. Song ran reaches out and rubs his stomach: "Aunt Chen's craftsmanship is really good. I've had enough to eat.

However, Wu Ma's cooking is also unique. Tomorrow, I'll take you to my house to taste Wu's craftsmanship. She will have several cuisines. Huaiyang's own cuisine has reached the level of perfection, and the Cantonese style soup is also unforgettable. "

Li Sheng chuckled: "Song ran, just after dinner, don't mention the food, and then I really want to vomit."

Song ran sat up: "I came to your house today, mainly to let us set up a mutual help group, you mainly teach me Chinese, and how to improve the writing level in a semester, I can teach you mathematics and English, the other two, our level is good."

Li Sheng raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Song ran, you got 70 points in math. We are half a dozen. Are you serious about teaching me?"

Song ran ha ha ha laughs: "I test 70 a few points, because I want to test 70 points, not I can only test 70 points."

"What do you mean?"

Song ran waved his hand: "I told you that you don't understand. You just need to know that my level and teaching are more than enough. And what I said to you, you should not disclose it to anyone. Understand?"

Why does she trust Li Sheng so much? Only because in her last life, after she was poor, she was the only one who helped her. Li Sheng was a typical well-off family raised person with a good heart. She was simple, gentle and a good person.