Doting on Mr. Su (12) Strange Classmate Everyday Book Bar

  After the misunderstanding was cleared up, I slept with Mr. Su in the same bed, just hugging and kissing, simply sleeping together.

  Got up in the evening, accompanied me to eat old house meat pie, and went to see a "Avatar", all the way to grind until late at night, only guided me to drive his red sports car on the road.

  At first, I didn't even dare to step on the accelerator. He said that the simulated driving I played with every day was the same as real driving, and even the car model I adjusted at the beginning was exactly the same. Only then did I dare to try driving, running the entire road from start to finish.

  On the second day, subjects one, two and three were tested consecutively.

  Mr. Su didn't know what he had discussed with the coach, but when the test started, surprisingly, it was the coach sitting in the back seat and Su Hang sitting in the front passenger seat. The whole test went smoothly beyond imagination, without any phenomenon of the coach scolding the trainee.

  After getting off the car, the coach still symbolically said something like "driving is not bad" and "operating very well". Looking at his satisfied expression, outsiders would think that this was a particularly successful formal examination. In fact, the actual situation was that he sat in the back seat and read the test paper like reading a textbook.

  Although I didn't make any mistakes, there were still some minor flaws... But the coach gave me a "particularly good" compliment, and suddenly I felt extremely embarrassed. Was he doing it on purpose?

  Overall, the entire exam was still very pleasant, except that I backed up a bit slowly.

  I was in a good mood seeing Mr. Su following the coach to do the formalities, thinking that everything would go smoothly today, but unfortunately, unhappy things came one after another.

  I drove the car to practice reversing twice, and when I got out of the car, I bumped into someone I knew. She seemed to have come on purpose, stopped clearly in front of the car door, and asked me with a hint of surprise if I was Fu Yingxue. Without waiting for my answer, she directly asked me why I dropped out of school.

  This is a terrible start. I stared at her for half a day, and I really couldn't remember who she was. She introduced herself: "I'm Xu Fei from 403, don't you remember? We even played games together, malt sugar, do you recall?"

  Maltose, the younger sister of Feng Shen Love, the big boss in the game.

  This world is really too small.

  I forced a smile and said I remembered, then she asked again: "I heard you broke up with Fang Weihang, why?"

  Isn't this a rhetorical question? I grabbed a strand of hair and tucked it behind my ear, smiling as I asked her: "Something the whole school knows about, something that's been going on for almost half a year now - haven't you heard? Has the entire alumni body isolated you?"

  Her face suddenly turned red, and she muttered a sentence: "No wonder you were abandoned for speaking so harshly..."

  A look as if afraid to speak openly and uprightly.

  I couldn't help but laugh: "There's a Chinese idiom called 'which pot doesn't open, which pot', do you know what kind of people it refers to?" Without giving her a chance to respond, I continued: "It's talking about people like you, who always join in on conversations that everyone else avoids, and are too lazy to study hard and strive for good jobs. What's the point of being so concerned with gossip and relationships? Will it fill your belly or make your life better after graduation?"

  "How can you speak so harshly?" She seemed to be infuriated by me, her voice rising several pitches.

  "Yes, it's sharp and can't be helped, so please don't talk to me anymore, okay?" I said very seriously to her, then walked past her towards the coach's office.

  Su Hao helped me get my driver's license there.

  Ke Si's theory test has been taken by him on my behalf, which means we will soon have a driver's license!

  But life can't be perfect, God won't let everything go smoothly all the time, just like this Xu Fei, probably sent by God to ruin the scenery.

  I had only taken a few steps when I heard her loud shout from behind: "Who are you pretending to be with that 'nothing is lacking' attitude all day? You act like your family has a lot of money. If you have the money, why don't you go abroad? You're just poor and pretentious! How can a young lady like you still sell goods every day? What's so great about 3rd floor? Why don't you go live in an apartment?"

  Scoffed at with disdain.

  Building 3 is a four-person large dormitory room, the local tyrant level in student dormitories.

  I turned around and looked at her, completely bewildered.

  Are we familiar to the point of having a grudge? I only know her name is my schoolmate from the same year, where did we have a feud that makes her so hostile towards me? And why does she care about what I look like every day? Who said that being rich means you must go abroad? Does being rich mean you must wear famous brands every day? Does being rich mean you must live in an apartment?

  Why does everyone have to live in a dormitory? Can't people with money afford something special? Yang Yu's net worth is tens of millions, but he still lives in the dormitory every day. How can this person think so extremely?

  Looking at her expression of such contempt and disgust towards 'money', I really want to ask: Sister, are you sick? What's it to you if others have money? Do you deserve to be so worked up about it?

  "Yeah, it seems like she doesn't care about anything, as if her family has a lot of money." She crossed her arms and continued to introduce me to the people around her with an expression that looked down on me: "The whole school knows that her rich boyfriend has been supporting her all along, what's there to be proud of?"

  So many people thought that Fang Weihao and I were in this kind of relationship?

  I couldn't help but be surprised, and I couldn't help but mock myself. It was really a waste of time for this love affair. No wonder Song Na scolded me like that, she must have thought I was an irresponsible person who only took money.

  Thinking about it, I find it funny. Because I'm timid, I'm afraid of being pestered by busybodies and can't get rid of them. It's not that rumors stop at wise people, but rather I'm afraid that once I respond to her, she'll keep nagging me endlessly. Besides, we're not familiar with each other, and I'd only bother with her if I had nothing better to do.

  So I chose to leave immediately.

  She continued to shout from behind, nothing more than insults like 'fake innocence' and 'pretentious purity', with so many people around her, only she was in high spirits, like a snake demon scolding the street.

  I am ashamed of having such an alumna, her existence is really a eyesore.

  Just as Su Hao finished the formalities and we two came out of the office, we met her again at the gate. I don't know what she was thinking, but she had a virtuous and gentle appearance, and said to me: "Actually, Fang Weihang still loves you, go back, it's not easy for people who love each other..."

  Isn't that girl who was just now making me feel uncomfortable alone?

  Is she having multiple personalities now?

  This changing face skill... is really stunning, you know? One second and she's a goddess!

  Those who have seen it will definitely gain insight.

  Normally, Mr. Su would absolutely not bother with this kind of person, but he surprisingly nodded in agreement, putting his arm around my shoulder: "It's quite difficult, so don't mind the unimportant things."

  Is this "he" or "she"?

  No matter which one, I couldn't help but protest: "Who is actually concerned about the unimportant things?" Obviously, it seems that he is more concerned from the scene? It was obviously him who took over...

  He smiled, leaned in and kissed my cheek, his voice pleasant: "Let's go, back to choose a wedding dress."

  Everyone is so particular about this that they have to deceive people, with Shen Qīwēi around, where do you need to rack your brains on wedding dresses? Just mentioning a few requirements is fine, but he actually wants to say it especially in front of a neurotic person, basically just hoping that the other party will go back and tell some people.