After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 204 My Dear Baby
The progress of the Qingbei class is very fast, and the general review has already begun.

Piles of papers are handed out every day, and the so-called sea of ​​questions tactics is nothing more than that.

The final exam was due at the beginning of January, and everyone in the class didn't have much time to think about New Year's Eve.

After all, in the eyes of the top students in Qingbei Class, these things are not as gratifying as a perfect test paper.

Ye Wanwan's foundation has always been solid, and she doesn't panic at all near the end of the term.

After school was over on Friday, Ye Wanwan took out her mobile phone from her bag to make a call to Mr. Lu.

"Hi, Jue."

The phone was connected quickly, but it seemed that it was still busy, and there were people talking non-stop.

Lu Qingjue seemed to say "wait a minute" to those people, and then went to a quiet place to listen to the phone.

Ye Wanwan's cheeks were already puffed up, and the next second Lu Qingjue said, "What's wrong? My dear baby."

Ye Wanwan snorted and almost dropped the phone.

"Lu Qingjue, are you possessed by a demon? Your speech has become so greasy." She cursed, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Ye Wanwan was outside with the cold wind blowing, so she wrapped her scarf tightly, otherwise the little jump that was about to fly would make herself look too crazy.

Lu Qingjue smiled softly: "I didn't answer the phone right away, I'm afraid I'll be angry at night."

Ye Wanwan let out a small "tss".

"Is something wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ye Wanwan picked the buttons of her coat with her fingers, her voice softened, "I just wanted to ask when you'll be back."

Brother Lu submitted the application at school, and he only needs to come back during the exam, and is busy outside the rest of the time.

She hasn't seen anyone for days.

Hmm... just miss him a little bit.

Lu Qingjue didn't agree right away, but said vaguely: "Let me check the time."

Ye Wanwan felt a little disappointed, but she didn't lose her temper with him, but her words were a little sullen.

Lu Qingjue was still in a meeting.

Seeing that he hadn't come back after going out for a long time, the CEO came out of the conference room and saw that people in the corridor were still answering the phone.

He said with a smile: "Young Master Lu, whose phone is so important? Hurry up and come back to the meeting. After the meeting, the chairman has other things to arrange."

Lu Qing nodded to him, and then said to the phone: "Wan Wan——"

"Okay, I see, you go to work first."

It could be seen that Boss Lu was really busy, Ye Wanwan didn't bother him anymore, but said, "I'll wait for you whenever Ah Jue comes back."

After a pause, she said again: "If you let me know that you didn't call me when you came back, you will die."

Lu Qingjue chuckled lightly and said, "Okay, then I'm dead."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wanwan stood outside for a while.

It's still early, and Ye's father and Ye's mother are still in the company.

Ye Wanwan decided to find a place to review her homework.

I ordered a cup of milk tea in the store, then found a quiet place to sit down, and began to study.

After half an hour, a person sat opposite Ye Wanwan.

Fu Qiuheng ordered a cup of coffee and sat down next to Ye Wanwan. Steam was still bubbling from the exquisite porcelain white cup.

He bowed his head and blew, and then took a small sip, with an elegant and gentle posture.

Hearing the movement, Ye Wanwan stopped writing and looked up.

Today, this man still wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Ye Wanwan suddenly lost the mood to study, and was about to pack up her things and leave.

But Fu Qiuheng seemed to come to her specially.

"Lu Qingjue's little girlfriend?"

Ye Wanwan remained expressionless and ignored him directly.

Just as she was about to get the last textbook, Fu Qiuheng pressed it one step faster than her.

Ye Wanwan had no choice but to look up at him.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

The expression and tone of the girl are quite interesting.

Fu Qiuheng curled his lips into a smile, holding on to her "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation" with his hands, and still tapping on it with his slender index finger.

Not once.

He looked at Ye Wanwan: "I want to chat with you?"

(End of this chapter)