What Lu Ziheng can see is Jiang Silu's disappointment, but he doesn't know where his disappointment is.

As far as Lu Ziheng is concerned, Shen Qinghuan likes whatever he looks like.

Jiang Shilu raised his eyes and looked around, his heart gushing out of the inexplicable bitterness.

Shen Qinghuan is still so.

Without doing anything, she can be easily maintained by the people around her.

But her eyes never fell on him.

Jiang Shilu strode away from the suffocating canteen. His aunt was still yelling: "young man, didn't you say what the little girl was fighting and what you were fighting?"

The boy didn't reply. Zhou Zihan followed him step by step, and even forgot to call Shen Qinghuan.

Murong Qing stamped her feet in anger when she saw that the people who supported her were walking inexplicably.

But Shen Qinghuan's hand was too heavy after all. She could feel the pain in her instep when she stamped her foot.

"You mean I wear x because of poverty?" Shen Qinghuan smiled coldly at the corners of his lips, "do you think I need it?"

Somehow, Murong Qing was stunned by Shen Qinghuan's eyes. If she wanted to express, she also stuck in her throat.

Around, especially the students who just saw the balance of Shen Qinghuan's all-in-one card said in the crowd: "I just saw that Shen Qinghuan's card has five digits left."

Murong Qing thought she was honest, but unexpectedly, she made an own dragon!

She was misled!

The person who misled her has long disappeared!

"Qingqing. You just came to a middle school. I don't know that the school is afraid that we will develop the character of extravagance and waste, so the upper limit of the daily limit is 50 yuan. "

It was Ding Siyu, Murong Qing's deskmate, who just came to report, but inquired about the size of a: "the girl just now is Shen Qinghuan, the daughter of Shen Haotian, the richest man in our imperial capital..."

"Is she Shen Qinghuan?" Murong Qing looked at the back of Mingyan and hurriedly trotted after her.

Ding Siyu was shocked by murongqing's move.

She just said so much that Murong Qing didn't listen?

Forty five minutes before the exam, I can't eat well and slowly.

Lu Ziheng beat a small rape. Before breaking off the disposable chopsticks, Shen Qinghuan threw a fish on the plate. He smiled and said, "is this the feeling of being spoiled?"

"I don't know who said I haven't eaten yet. How can others know whether I'm finished or not." Shen Qinghuan propped his chin. "If you can't finish eating, there's him."

"Zhou Zihan said." Lu Ziheng peeled the fishbone and handed it to Shen Qinghuan's lips, "but she ran away."

Shen Qinghuan's small face was hot: "but you're still there."

"The little girlfriend was very aggressive just now. All she can do for her husband is deal with the aftermath."

Lu Ziheng continued to eat for a while. It was about Shen Qinghuan's appetite. Then he ate all the rest of the food.

"I thought you would say I was extravagant and wasteful like Mr. Jiang."

"It's all within the scope of ability, and it's nothing."

Lu Ziheng's heart suddenly became clearer. It turned out that Jiang Silu's perfectionism did not allow the girls he liked to have shortcomings.

But no one is perfect.

Similar to the stars are ordinary people. How can they live in the filter all the time.

The little girl was quite impressed by Lu Ziheng's words. In fact, she was more afraid that her "arrogance" would hurt the young man's proud heart.

She cooked so many dishes that she had figured out the wording.