Big-name school flower: the president is a devil

Chapter 135 Jing Ran Suicide
"I'm full, I'm so full, Xiao Nao, do you have a computer? Get me one!"

Ke Huanye raised his eyes to look at Qian Xiaonao beside him, patted his full stomach, frowned slightly, and asked.

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel distressed, but this time, Jing Yaojing really went too far, and I can't forgive him so easily!
"Little Yezi! Don't you feel sorry for me, little Yezi..."

Jing Ran's voice obviously had a hint of crying, gorgeous voice, a little hoarse, pitifully pulling the corner of Ke Huanye's clothes, looking up at her.

He has already admitted his mistake, but his little Ye Zi seems to be really annoyed by him, but what to do?He doesn't regret it at all, and he won't apologize for fighting with Wen Tianmu. He wants to apologize, but only to her.

"Xiao Nao, do you know? This year's international fashion design competition has started again, and I'm going to contribute, um, maybe I have the opportunity to visit Paris today."

Ke Huanye smiled brightly, his eyes full of longing and yearning.

If you win the International Fashion Design Grand Prix, you will have the opportunity to be invited to Paris and have the opportunity to meet those international fashion design masters. Just thinking about it makes me feel happy.

Under the silvery-white light, the girl smiled brightly, and the burning yearning in her eyes was something he had always been familiar with. It was her dream, and he had always known it, to ascend to the highest palace of fashion design in the world.

Jing Ran slowly let go of her hand, watching her dragging Xiao Nao chatteringly to find the computer, sitting on the ground, showing no intention of getting up.

"Hey, they're all gone, don't pretend, Ye Zi was shortlisted for last year's International Grand Prix! Maybe this time he will really win the grand prize."

Zuo Yihan raised his dark eyebrows, and with a frightened smile, he stretched out his hand and put it in front of Jing Ran, shaking it.

"Han, come up with a plan for me tomorrow, and ask Xiao Yezi to forgive my plan."

Jing Ran reached out to hold Zuo Yihan's hand, stood up with strength, sat on the stool, picked up a steamed bun and started chewing.

Ke Huanye got the computer, returned to the bedroom and sent the design draft he had organized to the organizing committee of the competition.

It was already dark outside, Ke Huanye sat at the desk, looked out the window eagerly with his chin in his hand, and slightly curled up the corners of his lips.

The fashion design competition, this time, will definitely be possible.

Today's sunshine is as warm as ever. Ke Huanye found a recliner and slept under a big banyan tree with no leaves to bask in the sun. He covered his body with a thin blanket and held a fashion magazine in his hand. Watching intently.

"Sister Ye Zi, it's not good, Sister Ye Zi, help me!!"

Qian Xiaonao's flustered voice was heard from a long distance away, it was even more miserable than being chased and killed.

"Jing Ran committed suicide again or hanged herself?"

Ke Huanye was very calm, he didn't take his eyes off the book in his hand, his voice was lazy, and his expression was indifferent.

In the past few days, I don’t know how many troubles have occurred. If you commit suicide, just commit suicide!Anyway, she didn't bother to care about it, and she would go back when the walking was no longer a problem.

"Sister Yezi, it's true this time, the boss is on the roof! Sister Yezi..."

Xiao Nao cried miserably, with tears streaming down his nose, and his voice became hoarse from crying.

"If you lie to me again this time, Qian Xiaonao, I won't be called Ke Huanye until I kill you!!"

Ke Huanye gritted his teeth with hatred, dropped the book in his hand and ran over, the injury on his leg hadn't healed yet, and it still hurt a bit when he ran.

(End of this chapter)