Yu Yuanyuan has been going to school with the young master, but she is not a formal student. If it were in ancient times, she would probably be a little book boy who studied with him, so her seat is on the aisle, sitting next to the young master.
Most of the classmates in the class are the second generation of rich people. Almost everyone knows each other and the topics they chat about are similar. Only Yu Yuanyuan felt dizzy.
As soon as the bell rang, beauties from all directions came to Xia Zihao's seat. Yu Yuanyuan would be squeezed out every time and pushed to the corner along with the little stool.
However, that was the most beautiful time for Yu Yuanyuan. She could breathe more smoothly as she could stay away from Xia Zihao. She even hoped that those women would keep pestering Xia Zihao so that he would have no time to care about her.
"Xia Zihao, how dare you push me?"
Suddenly, a high-pitched scream sounded, and a woman in the crowd was pushed out and fell to the ground in a panic. Two or three girls immediately ran over to help her up.
"So what if I push you?" A cold voice with a hint of ridicule
It belongs to the young master
Yu Yuanyuan quickly stood up and looked away from the crowd - the girl lying on the ground was Miss Lixu. She couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear in surprise.
Miss Lixu is the only daughter of the Xuan family, one of the four major families in City L. She has been married to the Xia family since she was a child, and is equivalent to Xia Zihao's fiancée. Therefore, although Xia Zihao is not very enthusiastic about Lixu, the two of them have always gotten along well. Yes, at least he doesn't object to Miss Lixu's approach, but now...
Li Xu rushed forward angrily, pointed at Xia Zihao's nose, her beautiful eyes widened, "I just touched your shoulder, what the hell did you take the wrong medicine today?"
Miss Lixu has also been in the palm of her hand since she was a child. She has never suffered any grievances. How can she tolerate the fiancé she likes pushing her and repaying such a tone?
"Don't you know, I hate people pointing at my nose the most?" Xia Zihao smiled coldly, his eyes extremely sharp.
Lixu suddenly felt aggrieved. If she hadn't liked him since she was a child, she wouldn't have been so fond of him, and now he was still showing mercy to her!
"Then at least apologize to me."
"Oh, that's so ridiculous. Do you think the word apology is in my young master's dictionary?"