Song Xiaoya's University is surrounded by many residential areas, only a prosperous commercial street. Jiang Beichen drove to the school nearby, and soon found song Xiaoya standing on the roadside in a daze.

"Get in the car." Jiang Beichen opens the door to her.

Looking at her empty circles of eyes, Jiang Beichen can now confirm that she did cry just now, and his heart aches.

At this time, song Xiaoya's mood has stabilized and she doesn't cry any more.

Song Xiaoya takes a look. Jiang Beichen's car is the one that came to pick her up yesterday. The one that was photographed has a feeling of resistance.

Instead of getting on the bus, she stood outside and looked at him. "What can I do for you?"

"I can't find you if I'm ok?" He asked her discontentedly, is it only something to come to her?

"I didn't say that." Song Xiaoya said.

He said to her in a commanding tone, "then get in the car!"

Does she like to stand on the street and talk to him all the time.

"I don't know! I don't like this car! " She looks at the car now and has a feeling of anger.

Although it is said that there is no necessary connection between the disclosure and the car, it is the same result for any car, but she just doesn't like the car now!

"You don't think this car looks good?" Jiang Beichen took a look at the steering wheel of the car, and then turned to look at her, "are you crying and swollen, can't you see clearly? Shall I take you to the hospital? "

His car is specially made to order. There is only one in the world. All the designs are at the top level in the world.

She still doesn't like it?

"I have good eyes. I don't want to go to the hospital." Song Xiaoya gave him a white look, pursed her lips and didn't explain in detail why she didn't like the car.

Jiang Beichen didn't mind her "nitpicking." she pushed the door open and walked down. Then she took out her mobile phone and dialed a phone call, "drive to pick me up immediately!"

Then he hung up the phone, stood in front of song Xiaoya, and said with a smile, "if you don't like it, I'll change it, OK?"

Song Xiaoya is a little stunned. Rich people are really willful. She just says that she doesn't like it. Does he change a car immediately?

She didn't really think the car was ugly, she just felt a little disgusted.

She looked at the car and said to herself, "it's your owner who doesn't want you. It has nothing to do with me!"

Thinking about it, she suddenly twitched her nose and had an impulse to laugh.

She talked to a car in her heart, ha ha! It seems that today I was really stimulated by the father and daughter.

"It should be class time now. Why don't you come here instead of in the classroom?" Jiang Beichen looked at the time, and then asked.

Not only did not have a class in the classroom, ran here, but also red eyes, crying.

Song Xiaoya looks at him as if his parents are teaching disobedient children. All of a sudden, she looks like a rebellious child. She raises her chin and says to him, "I'm skipping class, can't I?"

“……” Jiang Beichen didn't expect that she should ask him so justly. Her pretty little face is red, which makes people have an impulse to taste it.

"It's working time. Why don't you go to work?" Song Xiaoya looked at him and continued.

"I'm off duty, can't I?" Jiang Beichen snorted coldly, lowered his head and answered her in the same tone.