MTL - Sir, Madam Went Back To Her Maternal Home Again-Chapter 2 Wearing a ring is not a marriage, but a relationship

  Chapter 2 Wearing a ring is not a marriage, but a relationship

   "Sister Wen Hua. On the first day we entered school, we saw the photos of the two of you on the wall of the outstanding graduates. It's so beautiful, and you're still in the same class. Everyone has wanted to see you for a long time."

  As soon as these words came out, the students who had pretended to be samples suddenly became excited and echoed loudly.

   "Yes, you two are the most eye-catching on the wall, and you are in the same class. We have discussed it for several years. Will senior sister Wen Hua come in the future?"

  Someone boldly asked: "May I ask what is your relationship with Senior Sister Wen Hua? Have you been together after graduation?"

  The crowd became noisy.

   "There are still CP posts of the two of you on the school forum. Did you really have a crush on each other when you were in high school?"

   "Senior, you wear a ring on your ring finger. Are you married?" a sharp-eyed student asked.

  The man sitting on the stage lowered his eyes slightly, rubbed the silver ring with his fingertips, his eyes were deep.

  Look, everyone mentions you.

   Tell me how to forget.

  The headmaster coughed pretentiously, warning the students not to get too carried away.

  Xi Mo helped Fumai, and the low and mellow voice entered everyone's ears clearly, "Wearing a ring is not a marriage, but a relationship."

  The field fell silent for a moment.

He continued: "I haven't seen her for many years. When I meet her in the future, I will convey your earnest wishes. In addition, thank you for your concern. I think she will be very happy knowing that there are so many juniors and younger sisters who care about her." .As for whether you are secretly in love with each other, I have no way of knowing now, sorry."

  The girls were a little disappointed that they didn't get the expected information, but after thinking about it, he didn't deny that he had a crush on Senior Wen.

   "Then may I ask senior, do you have a crush on Senior Sister Wen?"

  Xi Mo's eyes suddenly stopped, not for any other reason, but just happened to notice a woman with long curly hair and a mask in the corner of the last row of the auditorium.

  The exposed smooth forehead and profound eyebrows are very similar to the person in memory.

  He notices her when she gets up and heads for the back door.

   Even the slender and straight back is so similar.

  He breathed a little slower, and his voice was hoarse, "It's not a crush."

  The figure from the back disappeared from sight, and he spoke very quickly, "It's Ming Lian."

   After simply greeting everyone, he has already got up and left in a hurry.

  The students in the auditorium who only reacted after two seconds suddenly exploded.

  The footsteps he chased out were not as calm as usual, but every step felt like stepping on clouds, and every step was vain.

  The man's cold face was tense, making him even more stern and serious.

  Heartbeat and breathing slowed down and out of control.

  The urge to see someone was about to break through his body, dragging him to bump into it.

  He warned himself in his heart not to be too eager, if it wasn't her, how long would he have to buffer.

  Through the back door, there is a row of luxuriant osmanthus trees, and the osmanthus has already bloomed a little timidly.

  When that beautiful figure reappeared in his field of vision, he heard the strong beating in his heart, and his breathing slowed down a beat.

  The sunset glow at this moment was so beautiful that it made him feel like he was in a dream.

  In sight, she took off her mask, revealing a clear and fair side face, smiling gently at the head teacher.

  Xi Mo just stood there in a daze, breathing so lightly that he was afraid of breaking something, and his eyes followed her.

  Her every frown and smile fell into his eyes, and every frame was a picture of his day and night.

   It can be seen that the two had a good conversation, and the head teacher even invited her to sit in the office.

  Outside the office door.

  The man leaned against the wall lightly, with an unpredictable expression on his handsome face, his facial features were tense, and he looked indifferent to strangers, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a suppressed joy in his eyebrows and eyes.

  His black eyes were dark, looking at the void, and his bony hands were unconsciously held.

  Time passed by every minute and every second, and he glanced at his watch every once in a while, his patience was on the verge of breaking down.

  Twenty minutes.

   Trying his best to suppress the urge to turn around and knock on the door, he waited in silence for a while, and slowly reminded himself to calm down and restrain himself.

  Finally, the sound of the door lock turning was heard, followed by her clear and pleasant voice.

   "Teacher, don't send it away, you are busy with your work, my friend is here to pick me up..."

  The two eyes suddenly met, and she was dumbfounded for a moment.

  Xi Mo stared at her, her beautiful eyes were clean and clear without any impurities, and the tear mole at the end of the eyes was the same as when he first saw it, which made his heart tremble.

  She was only in a daze for two seconds, and then smiled at him gently, "It's you."

  He stared at her with bottomless eyes, the person in front of him grew taller than before, his hair grew longer, and the eyebrows and eyes had the same curvature as in memory.

   There were bursts of agitation clearly coming from the cochlea, and the person who had expected so many years suddenly stood in front of him, and his voice became hoarse, "Long time no see."

  Wen Hua blinked, "Long time no see."

   "You came to No. 1 Middle School..."

  The phone in her hand rang, and the loud ringing interrupted some obscurity stuck in the air.

   "Sorry." She motioned.

   "Hello, I'm fine. I saw you on the second floor of the teaching building..." She took a few steps to the railing and waved to the man downstairs, "Here!"

The man standing downstairs is tall and tall, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, a clean white shirt and well-tailored trousers, and a suit jacket lightly draped over his arms. .

   Ting Yue raised his eyes slightly, looked towards the second floor, and at the same time received a scrutinizing gaze.

   Turning his eyes slightly, he saw the man behind Wen Wei, dressed in a neat suit, with a slender figure, a cold and indifferent demeanor, and handsome and profound features.

  Excellent looks, but also extremely cold, with a deep sense of distance.

  The man also looked over. His gaze was not rude, but it was definitely not kind.

   Ting Yue only glanced lightly and then looked away.

  Wen Hua turned around, "My friend is here to pick me up, goodbye teacher."

   "Okay, be careful on the road, and come to Lucheng in the future to see more."

"Will do."

  She glanced sideways at the person whose atmosphere had suddenly turned cold from the very beginning, smiled and nodded before leaving.

   "Come to sit in the office?" The class teacher looked at the man with a slightly stiff face and said with a smile on purpose.

  Xi Mo stood there for a few seconds, his jaw tensed, and he nodded politely to the class teacher, "Teacher, I still have something to do today, and I will visit you later."

   "Okay, then you should deal with the matter first, handle it well, and calm down when things happen."

  Looking at the person who followed with a cold face, the head teacher smiled like a person who came here.

  Back when Xiao Wen left without a word, Xi Mo came to him to ask for her school status information and home address, but her family had already cleaned up everything, and they couldn't find anything at all.

   At that time, he could see that Xi Mo was interested in Wen Hua.

  To be honest, as the class teacher, he really thinks that the two children are a good match, but it's a pity that the two have lost contact for so many years.

   It seems that Xi Mo is still thinking about it until now.

  He shook his head with a smile, and sipped his tea in fear of chaos.

  Yu Jinnan was waiting by the car, saw his boss coming, and respectfully opened the car door.

   "Follow that car."

"yes."

  He quickly started the car, and felt nervous for a long time. What is the matter with the complicated air pressure on Mr. Xi?

  There is no such terrifying low pressure in the monthly regular meeting, but there is a different kind of joy hidden in the low pressure?

Yu Jinnan quietly glanced at his boss. His stern face was always calm, cold all year round, restrained and deep. He couldn't see anything. He had to stay with the boss for a long time before he could notice it. A complex low-pressure atmosphere.

  The people in that Audi must be important people.

   Ting Yue raised his eyes and glanced at the rearview mirror, and asked the person next to him in a neutral voice, "Old acquaintance?"

   "What?" Wen Hua followed his gaze to the rearview mirror.

  Turning his head, he saw a shiny black Bentley following very close.

  The co-pilot's eyes were heavy, his handsome features were tense, and the visitor was not kind.

   "Do you want to stop?" Ting Yue asked.

  Wen Hua turned around, "No need."

  Ting Yue glanced at her and continued driving.

  The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and the two entered the hotel one after the other.

  Xi Mo sat in the car for a while, then got out of the car.

  At eight o'clock in the evening, the hotel restaurant.

The woman sitting by the window has her head of fine black hair casually draped, and the slightly curled ends of the hair are soft and soft. The light green gauze dress outlines the slender waist, forming a color collision with the rose red velvet tablecloth. Just the right amount of texture and saturation.

  She looked sideways at the dim lights outside the window. The woman's figure and the huge window set off each other. A single silhouette was eye-catching enough, making people want to see if the front face of this beautiful figure is also beautiful.

  This woman, whose back looks cold and inviolable, is slightly curling her lips at the moment, and seems to be in a good mood. As far as her eyes can see, there is a couple who are having a fight on the road.

The boy held roses in his hand and kept handing them to the girl. The girl pushed him away time and time again, and walked away. During the pushing and stalemate between you and me, the boy threw the flowers into the flower bed by the side of the road, and the girl couldn't help but say Just kissed it.

  The next thing is that you plunder and I struggle, and I struggle hard when I am robbed, but I am finally robbed.

  You can see it everywhere on the street.

  This boring and naive plot.

  Wen Hua turned around and took a sip of coffee, and Kou Se's fingertips made their knuckles white and slender.

  The people who had been paying attention to her table couldn't help but take a breath after seeing her appearance clearly.

  At first, I thought that most of these back killers couldn’t look at their faces, and their expectations were lowered. If they turned around and looked unattractive, the previous beautiful picture would be ruined.

   Unexpectedly, the appearance of the woman's frontal face not only did not destroy the previous beauty, but also shifted the focus of the picture to her face. When she turned her head like this, she couldn't care less about other things. Her face was the most prominent focus.

  Not to mention that she is luxurious and the surrounding environment is beautiful, even if she wears coarse clothes and eats instant noodles in a dilapidated hotel, others will probably only think that she is the daughter of a rich family who is temporarily down.

  Natural cool white skin, black hair, clear and fair skin, clear eyebrows and eyes, smooth eyelid lines, red lips, adding a touch of color to the cool atmosphere without being cold, with a bit of fireworks.

  An amazing appearance at a casual glance.

   is the legendary 'look that looks expensive'.

  She took a sip of coffee by herself and turned her head to look out the window, but some people couldn't sit still.

  (end of this chapter)