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Jiang Changlong thought for a while, and finally replied with a smile: "But don't think so. Many years ago, Huahai had four major gangs, including not only the moody Zhang Master, but also the Niu Gang Master who is both civil and military, the calculating Shuai Liu, and the versatile leader Zhou, but he has survived until now,"

In Zhao Heng's thoughtful gaze, Jiang Changlong sighed: "The ones who are both civil and military have died, the ones who are careful in calculations have died, and the ones who are versatile have died. Only the rough-looking master Zhang who is despised and despised is still alive. In addition to telling Zhang Xiaolin that he is lucky, it can also explain many internal problems."

Zhao Heng exhaled: "I understand!"

Jiang Changlong dispersed a solemnity and resumed the joke he had just made: "Although Zhang Xiaolin is terrible, as long as you take Du Ziyan, the Qing Gang will be helpless to you. In Huahai, whether it is Zhang Xiaolin or Ye Shishi, you must give in to Du Tianxiong when you see Du Tianxiong. No one dares to touch the Du family, which contributes prominently."

Zhao Heng ignored his teasing, but quietly glanced at the computer page and said, "Strange, there is really no information about Dongfang Xiong. I wanted to see what the first general of China looked like twenty-eight years ago. It was several times better than your former genius. Unfortunately, the information about him was really deleted."

"Dongfangxiong?"

Jiang Changlong glanced at Zhao Heng: "Why are you looking up his information?" Then he remembered something and slapped his head and replied: "Did Professor Sun Yongbing teach you a class? His first class every year is boring. I fell asleep back then, and when I got up, I heard him talking about Dongfang Xiong twenty years ago."

Zhao Heng clearly discovered that when Jiang Changlong spoke the three words Dongfang Xiong, a hint of respect and enthusiasm appeared in his eyes. He could see that it was a manifestation of admiration and respect, and then heard Jiang Changlong add a few words: "I didn't expect that he is still talking now, but this old man is not simple, he really has information in his heart."

"Is that true? Unfortunately, there is no written information."

Zhao Heng sighed again, then smiled and turned to Du Yaqi's picture and said, "Did you enroll in the same school and the same major as Du Yaqi back then? Then you should have taken Professor Sun's class. I wonder what Senior Sister Zhao was doing when you were sleeping soundly?"

"She is a genius, so of course she has studied hard."

Jiang Changlong walked into the book with his book in his arms, and said lightly: "She and I are from two worlds. She is an excellent student, and I am a lazy student!" At this point, a ripple in his heart could not help but pass by, remembering the pretty face, and the slightly yellowed white paper.

Thinking about the fifteen questions on the white paper, his heart was as warm as spring.

Zhao Heng looked at Jiang Changlong's figure hidden in the museum. For some reason, he suddenly felt that Jiang Changlong felt a little lonely, a loneliness that could never disappear. He looked down at Du Yaqi on the computer. His handsome and attractive face made him think a little more, and then he closed the page and turned away.

"Zhao Heng!"

When Zhao Heng had just walked to the stairs, Du Ziyan suddenly appeared from the side, her hair was wrapped around the back of her head, she was wearing a small vest on her upper body, her lower body was light yellow sports shorts, and her toenails were painted between red and brown, full of youthful vitality: "So coincidental? Have you come to the library too?"

Du Ziyan's legs are so slender and beautiful, and Ma Xiaoling is comparable to that on dates with zombies. So although Zhao Heng looked at Du Ziyan's smile, his eyes could not stop falling. Some things that are extremely beautiful will make people dazzling. Zhao Heng felt this way at this moment, and then he sincerely praised:

"Ziyan, your legs are so beautiful."

This answer to the question made Du Ziyan startled at first, and then she smiled again, because she could see the cleanness in Zhao Heng's eyes. At that moment, youth was forcing people to approach Zhao Heng, and her red lips opened and smiled, "Is that true? Do you really appreciate it? Then would you like to invite a beautiful woman to go to the water and have a cup of coffee?"

There is a lounge dedicated to serving pastries and drinks.

Zhao Heng felt rude as soon as he said it, and he always had different qualities in dealing with different women. For example, a woman like Bei Ruyan who immersed in the upper class and was praised by the Prime Minister, he certainly dared to show his love fearlessly in public; Du Ziyan is a pure little girl, and inappropriate words will inevitably hurt.

So when he heard Du Ziyan's "blacklist", he smiled without hesitation: "There is extremely happy."

When Zhao Heng and Du Ziyan walked side by side to the water bar downstairs and even had physical contact, the Hua University students who were resting on the railings of the corridor, staring at Du Ziyan's legs were all like needles. They looked at the princesses chatting and laughing with the groom in discomfort, secretly hating why she didn't have the courage to ignore Ding San Shao's pursuit of Du Ziyan?

Then they cursed Zhao Heng to be hacked to death by Ding San Shao.

As they expected, just on the circular railing in the picture, Ding Lingling looked at Zhao Heng and Du Ziyan who were having a happy conversation, and a strong murderous intent burst out in her eyes. She wanted to pick up a machete and kill Zhao Heng to death, so as not to lose Du Ziyan, the future sister-in-law. Then she looked at Tu Honggang beside her and whispered:

"Think of a way to get that kid out."

Tu Honggang nodded: "Okay, I will find an opportunity to add some hot news."

Water bar, serve two cups of coffee, and steam it.

Zhao Heng reached out to signal Du Ziyan to drink coffee, and then he picked up a cup and took a sip. Du Ziyan found that Zhao Heng's coffee was quite elegant in the elegant style of the European royal family. A hint of surprise flashed through her eyes. It was not that she looked down on children from the mountains, but that she could not imagine this detail.

Without years of immersion and tutoring, how could Zhao Heng do so elegant and natural? She couldn't help but be more curious about Zhao Heng. Every time this boy meets, she can feel differently. She smiled slightly: "Thank you for your coffee. In fact, I wanted to talk to you in the last public class, but unfortunately you ran too fast."

She smiled softly: "It's very comfortable to chat with you."

Du Ziyan's eyes were as clear as Zhao Heng. Although her kindness made her not reject others too much, her heart would be suppressed by various entanglements. Whether it was for the Ding brothers and sisters or other friends, she could never open up to be her true self. However, this situation changed after meeting Zhao Heng.

The man in front of her was like a bouquet of poppy flowers, making her gradually fascinated by being strong, strong, iron-blooded, tender, melancholy, and countless completely different temperaments merged into Zhao Heng. Each side made Du Ziyan unable to stop appreciating. Most importantly, Zhao Heng gave her a kind of sincerity and calmness.

Make her get along easily.

"But I'm under a lot of pressure when chatting with you!"

Hearing Du Ziyan's honest words, Zhao Heng glanced at her legs, which were smooth and tender without any flaws, and then teased and said, "We just walked down together and even around us, countless boys are staring at me and you, and I wish I could stab you to death with a knife to kill me."

"Then are you afraid?"

Du Ziyan did not care about Zhao Heng's teasing, but stared at him enthusiastically and generously, with expectations and nervousness. Her slightly leaning forward chest rippled in front of Zhao Heng. She was a smart girl, and she knew in her heart where she was in Huahai, and how Huada viewed herself.

Ninety percent of Huahai people regard her as Ding San Shao’s fiancée. Even some uncles, uncles, and nephews in the Du family think so. The mother laughed at Ding San Shao in front of her several times, and only her father nodded at the last time, so everything shows that her road is paved, but Du Ziyan is very disgusted and painful.

She also understood that getting close to Zhao Heng would cause trouble for him, but every time she saw him, she would involuntarily attract him. Now when she heard Zhao Heng teasing, she mustered up the courage to test, wanting to see if the man in front of her was afraid? She greeted his gaze calmly, Zhao Heng picked up the coffee and took a sip of it, his voice was calm:

"Even you are not afraid of losing your identity, how could I, Zhao Heng, be afraid of danger?"

"As long as you like you, Zhao Heng, why should I be afraid of others' eyes and murderous intentions?"

In the soft light, Du Ziyan's heart trembled, and she was moved and stared silently. Zhao Heng had an iceberg-like loneliness on his face, and his tall and upright figure was like a long sword with sharp edges, as if piercing the dark night, with a sense of toughness and majesty that looked down on the world.

Du Ziyan stood up and said, "Zhao Heng, what you said is true?"

Zhao Heng nodded gently: "Really!"

"Zhao Heng, you have to remember."

Du Ziyan finished drinking the cup of coffee in one sip, smiled like a flower at Zhao Heng, then walked forward and hugged Zhao Heng and turned away. Looking at the girl's back gradually moving away, Zhao Heng's eyes had a little more content and emotion. He knew that it was not easy to be a daughter now, and it was even more difficult to be a daughter who the Du family had high expectations.

This girl is so lonely in a prosperous city.
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