After the random killings in variety shows, the crazy beauties successfully got out of the circle

Chapter 88 Fu Qihuai, He seems to like me
It was hard for Yan Guican to ignore the scorching gaze behind him.

She put a towel on her neck with one hand, wiped the sweat from her forehead, held the doorknob with the other hand, and pulled it open.

They met Fu Qihuai's eyes outside the door.

Yan Guican said lightly, "Have you seen enough?"

Fu Qihuai blurted out, "No."

Yan Guican: "..."

How did he say these two words with confidence?

Seeing what Yan Guican was thinking in his heart, Fu Qihuai looked away and remained motionless.

As a businessman, you must fight for your own interests without leaving any room.

Yan Guican snorted coldly and closed the door.

Just when Fu Qihuai thought this was over.

Suddenly, the curtains on both sides slowly moved towards the middle, and Yan Guican stood by the switch button, raising his eyebrows at Fu Qihuai.

Fu Qihuai: "..."

Forget about the curtain that gets in the way...

In a blink of an eye, the sky was filled with the afterglow of the setting sun, a piece of golden red, dazzling.

Yan Guican practiced in the dance studio until six o'clock in the evening.

Listening to the non-stop music, Fu Qihuai frowned, and knocked on the door very softly.

"Cancan, it's six o'clock, go get something to eat first."

After a few seconds, the door opened.

Yan Guican's expression was delicate, his cheeks were slightly flushed after dancing for a long time, with a few drops of sweat hanging down, his long hair stuck to his neck, and he looked a little charming as he looked around.

Fu Qihuai only took one look, then hurriedly looked away, his eyes darkened.

"Go change your clothes and go out to eat."

Yan Guican was silent for a few seconds, then responded, "Yes."

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at a high-end restaurant.

Yan Guican had something hidden in his heart, and he was not very interested, so he put down the tableware after a few mouthfuls.

Fu Qihuai noticed her movements, "Not to your liking?"

"Not hungry." Yan Guican shook his head.

After eating, the two returned to the manor.

Fu Qihuai has been with her for a day, and although he has ordered things down, there are some important items that he needs to look over in person.

As soon as he entered the manor, he entered the study.

Yan Guican went back to the room and turned on the computer, clicked on a certain page, tapped on the table with his fingertips, and typed two words.

Qingshan: 【Are you there? 】

Yanhuo: 【Is the sun coming out from the west today?You actually took the initiative to find me. 】

Yan Guican raised his neck, his eyes were confused, he hesitated for a few seconds, typed a few words, and sent.

【Fu Qihuai...he seems to like me. 】

At this time, in a high-end apartment in Huaguo, a coquettish woman looked at the screen, and spit out a mouthful of water regardless of her image.

Pulling the computer with one hand, it crackled and started typing.

[Fuck, if you don't sing, you're already a blockbuster!Didn't I tell you to stay away from him?Who is Fu Qihuai?Talk about the young master!Even the Dead Alliance couldn't find out his details! 】

The woman paused and clicked send, unable to control her gossip, she added another sentence.

[Then... tell me what happened to you! 】

Mo Zhou talked about the young master and the top hacker Qingshan.

If this news gets out, the W forum will not be blown up? !

Yan Guican looked at this sentence, narrowed his eyes slightly, and exited the page.

The woman on the opposite side looked at the instantly darkened head and curled her lips.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, stingy."

The next day.

Yan Guican left the manor early in the morning and headed for the airport.

Before boarding the plane, she sent a message to Fu Qihuai.

[I left beforehand, talking about the parents being fine, taking medication on time. 】

On the other side, Fu Qihuai was checking the surveillance, and was very puzzled when he received the news.

Wasn't it fine yesterday?

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Under the scorching sun, cicadas were singing everywhere outside the house.

Yan Guican sat cross-legged in the living room, wearing her school uniform and jacket casually, casual and lazy.

There is a computer on his lap, and a design draft on the screen.

There are two words written below - Frost's Fall.

The Chinese-style dress is full of colors, and the shape is tailored to reveal the slender waist. The pattern is complicated, extending along the waistline, and the diamonds on the skirt are dazzling.

A few scorched yellow fallen leaves falling behind are the only bright colors.

The signatures are still Zheng Ling, G.

"I have sent the remaining twelve pictures of the 24 solar terms series to your mobile phone. You first ask the manufacturer to produce a batch of samples. I will go to the capital in a few days, and I will go and have a look at that time."

Wu Jifang answered straight away, "Okay."

The next day.

Yan Guican went to the office to ask for leave. When Ye Kun saw her, his angry face changed suddenly, and the corners of his eyes were creased.

"Xiao Can, come and sit down, what's the matter?"

The boy who stood next to him for half an hour and was criticized: "..."

Is this the difference between top students and poor students?
So angry!

"Teacher, I want to ask for leave."

Yan Guican took a few steps forward, shook his head and refused, and didn't sit down.

Ye Kun frowned, subconsciously said, "Ask for leave again?"

Immediately, he waved to the two boys.

"Go down and sleep next time in class, please parents!"

The two boys nodded obediently and stepped back.

"What's the reason this time? Since the beginning of school, you have asked for leave several times more than other students. Even if you have good grades, you can't mess around..."

Ye Kun lifted the frame of his glasses and started Tang Monk to chant sutras.

At the beginning, when Yan Guican asked for leave, he agreed without saying a word. Who doesn't have a bad family? !

Who knows that she is getting more and more outrageous, three days a day off, five days a day off.

Treating the school as a hotel?Come when you want, leave when you want?
Yan Guican silently looked at Ye Kun, and after a while, spoke calmly.

"Okay, I see."

Ye Kun's stomach full of chicken soup for the soul was choked up in his throat by her words.

"...Just think about it clearly."

This is the seedling of the top student in the college entrance examination, so nothing can happen.

Yan Guican closed the door against Ye Kun's caring gaze, and turned to the principal's office.

Today's incident reminded her that Ye Kun is only the class teacher and has little power.

In the future, she will have to ask for leave to record variety shows, and she will also participate in dance and design competitions. She can't ask for leave every time, she has to get a 'gold medal'.

Yan Guican bent his index finger and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Yan Guican pushed the door open, and Guo Zhen was sitting behind the desk in a plain plaid short-sleeved suit with a pile of documents on it. When he saw her, he got up quickly and was overly courteous.

"Student Yan, is there something wrong?"

Yan Guican was taken to the sofa by him and sat down, "I want to ask the principal to issue a certificate."

Guo Zhen's expression tightened, "What?"

"Please ask the principal to issue me a certificate of leaving school. I will take the school exams and guarantee that my grades will not drop, but I may be absent from school in the future."

"You..." Guo Zhen rubbed his eyebrows, not daring to agree.

Yan Guican is the first student ever to get a high score of 748 in No. [-] Middle School. In the minds of the school leaders, she has almost been determined to be the number one student in the Jincheng college entrance examination.

If he approves this leave, her grades will plummet.

That would be a big loss for the school!

Yan Guican saw his hesitation, and spoke in a gentle voice, with a confident and determined expression.

"If the test I take in the future is lower than 748, the certificate will be invalid, and I will go back to school."

Guo Zhen's eyes lit up, "That's fine."

As long as the grades don't drop, it's easy to say anything.

Guo Zhen went back to his desk to print out the certificate of leaving school, glanced at her, and said tentatively.

"Student Yan, what is your relationship with Young Master Fu?"

(End of this chapter)