While Su's father and mother were hospitalized, the Li family was in crisis. Li Shangyang asked Jinse to get the first-aid medicine and returned to Beijing to take charge.
He left in a hurry, but Li Runtian later informed them that Li Tingyuan was dissatisfied with being delegated power, and joined the board of directors and the Gu family to seize power wantonly, so Li Shangyang had no choice but to go back.
Li Shangyang made great achievements in the army in his early years. After retiring from the army, he founded the Li family and had connections in the military, political and business circles.
But he is old and frail, and the other juniors are not up to par. They have been separated from the Li family for a long time, and perhaps their control is not as good as that of Li Tingyuan. The outcome of the two is still unclear.
But these are not things that Jinse should worry about, because... the final exam is coming.
Jinse is confident about the final exam, and she is focused on the department party after the final exam.
In the previous life, the original owner was forced by Wang Meili, Chen Tian and Gu Qianqian at the sorority party and made a lot of mistakes.
Now only Gu Qianqian is left among the three, and I don't know what else she can do.
With something on her mind and lack of interest, Jinse rejected several male classmates who came to chat with her, including many outstanding ones.
Suddenly, she realized something was wrong, Nan Feng could not be seen.
With so many people, nothing will happen, right?
With a thump in her heart, Jinse looked around and found Nan Feng in a corner who was having a drink with someone. The veins on her forehead popped out and she stepped forward to take the wine glass from his hand, her voice neither soft nor soft.
"Senior is very interested."
Nan Feng's cheeks were lightly pink, and he stared at Jin Se, very well-behaved.
The people across from him were drinking quite a lot, and some people laughed loudly: "A pheasant from a mountain village and a little bastard without a father and mother, a perfect match!"
A man with a thorny head, drunk, echoed with his tongue hanging out: "Yes... no matter how it is packaged, a pheasant is still a pheasant and cannot become a phoenix."
Another man in a floral shirt also mocked: "Even if the Su family is looking for a son-in-law, they have to be well-matched. You are a poor boy, but you still want to be a phoenix man?"
Nan Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his tone contained no warmth.
"As promised, let's fight for wine and apologize. You lose."
Burrhead: "We didn't... ugh!"
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but vomit all over the floor, and the smell of alcohol mixed with fermented swill was instantly filled with nausea.
Nan Feng's eyes were glaring, unmoved, and he repeated: "You lost, apologize!"
The flower shirt wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he was so stimulated by the smell that he vomited it out.
Jinse's stomach turned, and when she looked at Nan Feng, who was sitting calmly on the spot, she couldn't help but admire him.
Is this sense of smell malfunctioning?
The four people opposite drank so much that their tongues were full, their eyes were blurred, and they were so stimulated by the vomit that they just wanted to escape.
"Nan Feng, it's not good if things get too big. Let's just pretend it didn't happen today."
Nan Feng raised her thin lips: "Apologise."
With the strength of his drink, Burrhead raised a wine bottle and threw it at it: "I'm fucking you, you're so shameless, you can't understand people, right?"
Nan Feng stood still while Jin Se grabbed the wine bottle and smashed it on the corner of the table.
Bang!
The wine bottle broke into countless pieces. The next second, she pointed the pointed end at the temple of the burr head, tilted her head and chuckled.
"I don't care about your apology, but as a bet, you should keep your word, right?"
Burrhead was so frightened that he woke up and apologized hurriedly. Several people around him also apologized in the same way.
"I'm sorry, it's because we have blind eyes and cannot see the truth. It's because we talk nonsense. You are not a pheasant, we are. Please forgive us."
Jinse frowned: "There is more."
"what else?"
Jinse gently scratched Burrhead's temple with the tip of a wine bottle: "What did you say Nanfeng was before?"
The burr's mind went blank, but he was happy with the flowered shirt: "She is the flower of the high mountain! She is the top student in our department and the best student!"
Jinse clicked her tongue twice, glanced at Burr's wet pants, and took a few steps back in disgust.
"Go away."
Several people were unable to stand firmly, rolled and crawled, and tried to run away covered in filth.
"Stop," Jinse stopped them, "You want to leave after getting dirty? Clean up before leaving."
After saying that, she ignored those people and led Nan Feng out from the other side.
Along the way, Nan Feng was unusually quiet, and Jin Se couldn't help but sigh.
"I don't care what they say about them, so why do you have to fight with them for drinks?"
Nan Feng drank wine, and his voice was dark and mellow, with a hint of grievance: "I care."
Jinse realized something was wrong and held Nan Feng's hand: "If you don't like it, just let them suffer the consequences afterwards. You don't need to end it yourself."
Nan Feng pushed further and leaned closer: "I want them to apologize."
Jinse confirmed thoroughly, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "You are drunk."
Nan Feng said obediently: "Jinse said I was drunk, but I was drunk."
She found an empty classroom and took him in to rest. There was a holiday at the end of the semester. The tables and chairs in the classroom had already been stacked. Jinse took two chairs and sat down facing each other.
After settling in, she realized that the man's eyes were wet, staring at her all the way, and it seemed that he was all about her.
Jinse's eyes moved slightly, she raised her hand to block his eyes, and said disgustedly: "You are stupid, someone else sold you and you helped count the money."
Nan Feng's sight was blocked, and the temperature on his cheeks was surprisingly hot, burning Jinse's palms.
"Who am I selling it to? To Jinse?"
Jinse shook her head in amusement. She didn't know that Nan Feng was so good when he was drunk. Before she could answer, she heard the man continue talking.
"Okay, you can sell me to Jinse for a cheaper price. I'm afraid she won't want it."
Jinse was stunned for a moment, his palm was caught, and the man's eyes were bright.
"Jinse, did you buy me?"
Nan Feng opened two buttons of his short-sleeved shirt and inserted his slender fingers into them with Jin Se's hand.
Hoarse voice: "Jinse wants to play with me? It's very fun..."
When her fingertips touched the silky skin, she could feel the trembling of the man's muscles. In front of her eyes was Nan Feng's red eyes, and her face was like a peach blossom.
At the moment of beauty, Jinse's heart moved shamefully.
After experiencing the last fire, she realized that the things she struggled with before were all trivial matters. As long as the two of them were still by each other's side, it would be better than anything else.
However, this location was indeed inappropriate, and Jinse Yi Zheng sternly refused.
"Wait a little longer, next time, next time."
The man's eyes instantly became wet: "Why, Jinse doesn't want me anymore?"
Nan Feng really kills people when he is drunk!
Jinse retracted her hand: "I can have it, but not now. We'd better..." We'll talk about it when we get back.
Snap!
A drop of tear fell on the back of her hand. Nan Feng held her hand and intertwined their fingers.
"Then why don't you play? You're not the favorite..."
Jinse interrupted hurriedly: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Nan Feng lowered his tone, his hoarse voice rubbed against her heart, begging and coaxing.
"As long as it's Jinse, it doesn't matter, even if you play badly, it doesn't matter."
boom!
Jinse's head felt like being hit by a heavy hammer, his neck was stiff, and all the blood rushed to his head.
She believed that if this was not a classroom, she would definitely not be able to hold on.
Even so, her legs were too weak to walk, so she took a deep breath: "You are drunk, I will take you back."
"Jinse," the man put a pair of strong iron arms around her waist, holding her in place, "don't go."