Sick, he's the best

Chapter 197 She Wants to Be a High Society Person
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fu Shenyan.

Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, she immediately recognized that it was the person on the phone.

that young man.

She didn't know what was causing it, so she wanted to follow her out to see.

As soon as Fu Shenyan saw her, his blood pressure suddenly rose, and he went into a frenzy. His eyes were blood red, and he had a ferocious look on his face. His eyes looked like he was eating people.

If Gu Lichuan hadn't hugged him by the waist, Fu Shenyan would have rushed over to give her a few big mouths!

How dare this little bitch play tricks on him!

What Fu Shenyan hates the most in his life is when others treat him like a monkey!
"Let me go!" Fu Shenyan took a deep breath and tried to speak calmly.

His chest was already heaving up and down with anger, and his face was full of anger. At this moment, he couldn't care about any injuries.

His hands are very itchy today.

I want to teach people a lesson!

I especially want to slap people in the mouth!
How can this person be so cheap?

pissed him off!

He was so pissed off!

"Go to the hospital first."

"Let's deal with the wound."

Gu Lichuan took a look at him, and walked out with him in his arms, not even caring about the lovely and pitiful girl behind him.

The girl's eyes were red, and her hands were tightly held together: "Sir."

Fu Shenyan was furious when he heard this delicate sir. He nestled in Gu Lichuan's arms, hugged his neck, turned his head and glared at her viciously: "Do you dare to say something again?"

The young man had a vicious look on his face, and his tone of voice was vicious and terrifying: "Are you yelling to see? The young master pulled out your tongue! Scratched your face!"

The girl held back her tears and didn't dare to make a sound.

Her frightened body trembled slightly.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that the young man in front of her didn't seem to be joking with her.

He dared to say, really dare to do.

These rich second generations in the capital play fiercely, and some methods are used to torture them.

She is just an ordinary college student. Although she has been admitted to a key university, she has no background.

In this icy city, you can only let yourself be slaughtered.

What's more, the person in front of him is not an ordinary person at first glance.

He literally kills himself.

At that time, she didn't even know how she died.

She suddenly felt a chill, which directly rushed to her heart, chilling her back, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

It made her feel deeply afraid.

For the first time, she knew that a position of power would pose such a big threat to others.

She just stood there, watching them leave.

When she wanted to leave, she was stopped by someone.

It was another strange man in a suit. The expression on the man's face was cold, and he looked a little unreasonable: "Miss, I'm sorry, but you can't leave this room for the time being."

"Sir, you have to copy everything before you can leave."

She suddenly shuddered again.

I just feel that these rich people are really not easy to provoke.

At this time, her phone rang suddenly. It was obviously still summer, but she felt like it was winter, and the wind was blowing her bone-chilling cold.

Her hands and feet were cold for a while.

She looked down at the caller ID on the screen: Jiang Bao.

This is her boyfriend named Jiang Huaishang.

He is good-looking and treats her very well.

The only downside is that there is no money.

But what's the use of being nice to her?
Love without bread is like a plate of loose sand, which will be shattered sooner or later.

She would rather cry in a limo than laugh on a bicycle.

A poor marriage has never been what she yearns for.

What she yearned for was to be like those rich wives, who dressed luxuriously and shuttled through various banquets, behaved elegantly, and interacted with people who were either rich or noble.

What she admires is the kind of high-end and elegant place, and she envies those rich people who can live so comfortably and live so glamorously.

But what about her?
She has nothing but a pretty face.

There are many beautiful women in this world.

She has no family background, how can she gain a foothold in this abyss-like big city?

The days of Beidiao are painful.

She didn't want to live in the basement with her boyfriend, and she didn't want to live that kind of useless life.

She didn't want her life to be ordinary, to live a life where she could see the end at a glance.

this is too scary.

She wants to be high society.

She has to work hard to climb up.

But she can't rely on anyone.

She can only rely on herself.

Looking at the caller ID on the screen, she suddenly felt a sense of grievance welling up in her heart.

She is proud and arrogant, and it is really too difficult to make a living in this big city.

She stood in this magnificent and luxurious hotel, but her heart was empty, and there was some pressure that made her breathless.

She couldn't even pay for the presidential suite in this hotel for one night.

Perhaps, this is the richest hotel she has ever stayed in in her life.

She is not reconciled.

Why do these rich people enjoy it like this.

But she has to live in such poverty.

Her eye sockets were a little wet and red, she lowered her head and picked it up: "Hello."

A man's gentle voice came from the opposite side: "What's wrong? Baby?"

She lowered her head and pursed her lips: "It's okay, I was just busy with something just now."

Jiang Huai was leaning on the fence outside the dormitory, holding the phone in his hand, the wind blowing made his fine hair flutter, his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and handsome.

As long as he stays away from Jiang Mingrou, he can be a gentle boy.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Is it a cold? Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Inexplicably, she began to feel angry in her heart: "I've said it all, there's nothing else to do."

"Can you stop asking?"

Jiang Huai paused slightly: "Who made you wronged?"

"Where are you? I'll come over."

She became irritable in an instant: "Jianghuai on!! I told you I'm fine, don't come here!"

"I'm at my friend's house. Aren't you here to cause trouble for her?"

Jiang Huai pursed his lips: "An Ran, what happened to you today?"

"Why are you so angry?"

He didn't say anything after that.

Usually, An Ran always looks gentle and soft, and speaks softly, and has never yelled at him.

On Jianghuai, Yan Er was with An Ran, and An Ran was his friend's school girl.

On the first day of school, his friend was busy with some things and asked him to help pick up a school girl at the school gate.

That junior is An Ran.

When friends gather for dinner, the two of them will often meet each other, and when they come and go, a feeling develops unconsciously, and An Ran confesses to him.

He also liked the girl a little bit.

Clean and innocent, simple, purer than those around him.

This year, An Ran is a junior, a student at a key university in BJ. If there is no accident, he will prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination next year, and will be admitted to Tsinghua University, which is the same school and the same major as him.

What Jiang Huai said made An Ran feel more and more sour in her heart, she remembered Huai Shang well, and felt sad again.

An Ran pursed her lips, choked with sobs and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked to you like that just now."

Jianghuai: "Don't tell me you're sorry."

"Nothing sorry."

"If you have something in your heart, just tell me, I'm your boyfriend, I should help you share it."

An Ran's voice was hoarse: "Huaishang, I've been under too much pressure recently. I'm going to prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination next year. I'm really afraid that I won't pass the exam."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go to your school."

Jiang Huai sighed: "You just need to prepare seriously."

"If you don't pass the exam, you can't pass the exam. At worst, I will support you in the future."

An Ran had a dull expression on his face.

He feeds himself?

If a man's words can be believed, a sow can climb a tree.

When I love you, I say support you.

When I don't love you.

It is I who support you.

An Ran, live soberly and rationally.

That's good to hear.

An Ran smiled: "Yeah, Huai Shang, I'm going to bed, good night."

Jiang Huai comforted her: "Don't put too much pressure on me."

"You still have me."

"Well, thank you, Huai Shang."

The voice of the girl opposite was gentle and gentle: "It's nice to have you."

Jiang Huai pursed his lips, his eyes softened: "Hey, go to sleep."

After hanging up the phone, An Ran's eyes were cold. Looking at the luxurious presidential suite, she suddenly felt out of breath.

The price of this hotel room is very high, it costs an ordinary person's yearly salary for one night, and I'm afraid they would not dare to live in Jianghuai.

(End of this chapter)