Chapter 190 Little White Lotus

Sure enough, Fu Minghong showed a bit of "Are you crazy?" expression, threw away his hand with some disgust, and strode towards Bentley, who was already waiting on the roadside.

This is not the car he is used to lately. He has never been interested in transportation tools. This car is yellow, the color he hates the most.

I opened the car door and looked at the driver's seat. I saw a strange face. I hadn't heard that the five drivers in my family had recently resigned and were replaced.

Normally, he wouldn't care about such trivial matters, such as which car to take and who is driving, as long as he takes him to his destination.

But after just listening to what he thought was nonsense and nonsense, and now the car and driver had changed, Fu Minghong couldn't help but think about it.

Being a wealthy and famous family also means that there are many people, too many things, too much money, and it also means that the struggle for property is bloody and cruel. He is not a playboy who is protected by his family and does not know the sufferings of the world. He has the vigilance he should have.

Therefore, the legs he stepped out unconsciously retracted, he closed the car door and began to walk back.

The driver in the car was anxious: "Master, where are you going? I'm still waiting for you."

"Master, if you are not feeling well, please send him to the hospital first. Why are you waiting for me to come back? I'm not a doctor!" Fu Minghong didn't even look back.

He ran to Kong Qianyu, who was checking the navigation on his mobile phone. He glanced down and went to the nearest supermarket. If he remembered correctly, Zhou Miaomiao was one year younger than him. He was already in his third year. I don’t know how to get to the supermarket near the school. I am really a model of ignorance of human suffering.

"If I get in that car, will I really die?" Fu Minghong had already caught a glimpse of the driver getting out of the car and heading towards him. Tall, strong, and solidly built, he looks more like a bodyguard than a driver.

He raised his hand and made a call to some of his trustworthy people.

"Really, it can range from a broken leg to a serious loss of life." Misfortunes beyond destiny are usually man-made, so naturally they won't make it easy for him.

Kong Qianyu looked at the direction and prepared to leave without raising his head.

Fu Minghong took a deep look at Kong Qianyu, then approached the driver and exchanged words with the driver. It was not until his own people arrived, grabbed the driver, and dragged him to a nearby garage for inspection that he turned pale.

The brake pipe was cut. If he sat on it, in order to rush back to his old home as soon as possible, the speed would not be low. Needless to say, the consequences of taking many curves and going downhill on the way home.

Fu Minghong, who had narrowly escaped death, remembered Zhou Miaomiao's name and went home first to deal with some fools who jumped too high. He would repay his life-saving grace later!

When Kong Qianyu came back from shopping, he found that someone was tidying up the bed that had been empty in the dormitory. She was a middle-aged woman who looked familiar.

She laid out the sheets and stood up to get the quilt when she saw Kong Qianyu and reluctantly said hello: "Miss Third."

Is he actually a servant of the Zhou family? Why did she come to her dormitory?

This question immediately had an answer: Zhou Yulin helped Zhou Tiantian, who still had some difficulty in moving, come in, and kept persuading: "My ancestors, why do you want to live in a dormitory? It's small and inconvenient, so you should live at home. Well, just let Uncle Wang pick you up and drop you off every day, your legs are not fully healed yet."

"It's okay, brother, I've taken a month off. I don't want to miss too much homework." Zhou Tiantian smiled shyly until she saw Kong Qianyu.

Without leaving a trace, she withdrew the hand supported by Zhou Yulin, and said hello awkwardly: "Third sister, you are back."

Kong Qianyu felt relieved. It seemed that Zhou Tiantian was here for her. Otherwise, why would she not be surprised at all when she saw her? She must have known her dormitory number. It is not easy to change majors in university, and I have always been good at studying. The university I was admitted to is also a famous university in Beijing. In comparison, Zhou Tiantian's undergraduate degree is a bit unsatisfactory. I want to get her in, and the Zhou family will pay for it. It took a lot of effort.

But why? Isn’t it good to stop contacting each other and treat each other as strangers? Why do you have to get closer? Kong Qianyu wouldn't think that Zhou Tiantian had affection for her and wanted to get closer to her.

I'm afraid I didn't hold it in well enough.

It was midsummer now, and the old-fashioned air conditioner in the dormitory was noisy and had poor cooling. Two ghosts happened to come to cool down, which was not a bad thing. Kong Qianyu nodded coldly, didn't want to say more, climbed back on the bed, and closed the curtain.

"What's your attitude?" Zhou Yulin wanted to step forward and curse, but Zhou Tiantian stopped him: "Brother, I think the third sister is in a bad mood. Don't blame her."

"Come home with me, don't stay in the dormitory, the conditions here are too bad."

"It's much better than my previous school. Look how spacious this four-bed room is. We used to live in a six-bed room and there was no private bathroom. We had to go to a public bathroom to take a shower."

The more Zhou Tiantian talked about how miserable her life was in the past and how contented she is now, the more guilty Zhou Yulin felt. But he just did this and transferred a large amount of money to his sister: "Don't wrong yourself, you can't get used to it." , go home at any time.”

Seeing that the maid had made the bed and placed the daily necessities, Zhou Yulin finally left. Zhou Tiantian wanted to say hello to the other two roommates, but found that they all looked gloomy and were studying with a book in their hands, and no one paid attention to her.

Zhou Tiantian probably didn't expect that Zhou Yulin's words of concern for his sister just now would fall on other people's ears, with a bit of contempt and ridicule.

Why is it that everyone can live in a nice dormitory, but you, a wealthy lady, can’t live in it?

No matter how good the tea art is, there must be people who can do it.

There was no talking all night. The two girls who slept together were both from this city. Xu Yanxi was born in the Xu family, one of the thirteen wealthy families in Beijing. Li Zihan's parents were both university professors and were noble.

Therefore, the two girls were a little concerned about Zhou Yulin's words yesterday. When Zhou Tiantian got up early to greet them, she only nodded in response with full courtesy.

Seeing that Zhou Miaomiao had woken up, Li Zihan said with a smile: "I just fell asleep, and the night was still cool. I didn't turn on the air conditioner yesterday, so I slept very comfortably."

Kong Qianyu also smiled and nodded, but he was muttering in his heart, can it not be cool? The two ghosts kept the air conditioner on last night.

She jumped out of bed, and after washing, she stuffed amulets under the two girls' beds while no one was paying attention.

It's quite comfortable to be cool, but too much exposure to Yin Qi will be detrimental to one's body and luck, so it's better to avoid it.

Zhou Tiantian went to class. Kong Qianyu didn't have any classes this morning. He ate breakfast slowly and prepared to go out for a walk.

Since she couldn't live without this illusion for a while, she had to find something to do, lest she lose her housekeeping skills over time.

Although I don't understand why there are ghosts in the novel "The True and False Daughter of a Rich Family", but since there are, it's easy to say that catching ghosts and subduing them is her old profession.

(End of this chapter)

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