Chapter 11 Are you here to get married?
After hearing this, Feng Lin immediately let go of Tang Qianqian. He asked uncertainly: "Really?"
"I don't need to lie to you." Tang Qianqian spread his hands.
There are nine photos of Feng Lin now, because Xu Ruoying’s photo was taken away by Zhou Ziying.
In other words, it cannot be Xu Ruoying.
Feng Lin did not take out everything, but asked: "Tell me first, does that person have long hair or short hair?"
"Why should I tell you? I won't tell you."
< br>Tang Qianqian made a face and walked outside.
But she noticed that Feng Lin did not stop her, so she stopped again, "You really don't want to know?"
"I want to know, but I'm not that curious."
Feng Lin sat on the sofa again.
"I have two questions. If you tell me, I will tell you."
Tang Qianqian didn't wait for Feng Lin to refuse and asked first, "First, why did you break off the engagement with me? Secondly, who are these people to you?"
Feng Lin thought about it for a moment, and it didn't matter if he told her this question alone.
The person who proposes to break off the engagement in the future will be Tang Qianqian, so that is a good choice.
"These are my fiancées."
Feng Lin looked at Tang Qianqian and said calmly: "As for breaking off the engagement with you, I believe you should understand that I have a better choice."
“Pfft!”< br>
Tang Qianqian couldn't help laughing, she walked over with a smile, "I didn't drink just now. Do you believe what you said?"
"It's up to you to believe it or not, anyway, I Already told you.”
It's normal for Tang Qianqian not to believe it.
At first, his father gave him ten photos, but he didn’t believe it himself.
"One of the long-haired women wearing a black dress and gold-rimmed glasses is our counselor and deputy dean of the college, Lan Rou." Tang Qianqian explained.
"Black skirt..."
Feng Lin took out the photo again, and sure enough he found this woman.
Looks very intellectual.
It gives people a gentle feeling, coupled with a pair of glasses, it is full of scholarly family background.
Feng Lin put all the other photos in and looked at this photo carefully.
In terms of figure, she is definitely not as good as Xu Ruoying.
But it is considered above average.
Feng Lin was ready to get in touch. If his personality and appearance were the same, he would be as gentle as water.
Then she would be a good candidate.
Tang Qianqian also came over, sat on the sofa next to Feng Lin, curled her lips and said: "Stop dreaming, Teacher Lan is the goddess of the school, and there are many people chasing her."
Just now, she also learned from her mother that the money Feng Lin paid back was from gambling.
And the gambling funds were borrowed from his friends. Obviously Feng Lin was not a rich man.
"Call me at school tomorrow morning."
Feng Lin put the photo in again.
"You can't really..."
Tang Qianqian was speechless, but Feng Lin was their family's benefactor after all, so she couldn't refuse him.
She nodded in agreement and left here.
...
The next morning, Feng Lin woke up early, and he was going to go to school in the morning.
Contact Zhou Tian again in the afternoon to settle Xu Ruoying's affairs.
At 7:30 in the morning, Feng Lin and Tang Qianqian had breakfast together at Tang Hong's place.
Finally, Tang Qianqian rode the electric bike and asked Feng Lin to sit in the back.
The two took the suburban road from the village in the city and finally arrived at Jiangshi University.
Generally, universities cover a large area.
So most of them will be built in the suburbs, as is the case in Jiang City.
The place where Tang Qianqian lives can be reached by electric car in twenty minutes.
"Qianqian! Is your boyfriend?"
"Isn't it? Qianqian, you are actually dating a boyfriend?"
...
Finding that Tang Qianqian was bringing a man, several female classmates she knew were all surprised.
In their opinion, Tang Qianqian is a standard good student.
I study well and often do odd jobs.
She rejected all the men who confessed to her, no matter who they were, for only one reason. I don’t want to fall in love before graduation.
“No!”
Tang Qianqian stopped immediately, her face slightly red, she pushed Feng Lin down and scolded: “We’re here, you go find it yourself !”
Feng Lin got out of the car with a smile on his face, gently touched Tang Qianqian’s head, and walked into the university.
"Qianqian! That man is so handsome! He is quite tall, he should be 1.85 meters."
"Looks a little older, he is a junior or senior, right?"
...
Tang Qianqian hurriedly denied, "Don't talk nonsense, we just met halfway. He said he didn't know the school, so I brought him."
Feng Lin came to the school, Go directly to the Academic Affairs Building.
There is a front desk lady sitting here.
Feng Lin lay on the table and asked with a smile: "I'm looking for the deputy dean, Lan Rou."
"Do you have an appointment?"
Front desk The round-faced woman looked at Feng Lin and asked.
“No, but I am her relative.” Feng Lin said with a smile.
The woman rolled her eyes angrily, "You'd better leave. There are eight if not ten people like you every day. Don't embarrass me."
Feng Lin thought for a moment and was about to speak. The elevator door over there opens.
A woman in a black skirt walked out.
She was holding a book in her hand and wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
This person is Lan Rou.
Feng Lin took the photo to compare it again and found that it was the person in front of him. He immediately walked over.
"Hello." Feng Lin said hello with a smile.
"Well, hello."
Lan Rou showed a faint smile and walked straight past Feng Lin.
When he found that Feng Lin was still following her, he frowned slightly, "What's the matter? I have to go to class."
Feng Lin looked at Lan Rou carefully, and his voice sounded gentle.
Lan Rou glanced at Feng Lin with some disgust and left quickly.
Feng Lin followed him again. Before he could speak, Lanrou spoke first, "I'm sorry, I have a fiancé. Please respect me."
"Your fiancé" , is your name Feng Lin?”
Feng Lin took out his ID card and handed it to Lan Rou, “I am Feng Lin”
Lan Rou's pupils tightened. She carefully looked at Feng Lin's ID card and remembered that her grandfather said that her fiancé was named Feng Lin.
How is this possible?
Grandpa is not joking, he really has a fiancé!
"You...are you here to get married?"
Lanrou never thought that her fiancé would come to her in person.
She always believed that this was the reason why grandpa rejected others.
So, this became her reason for rejecting men. Whenever someone confessed their feelings, she would say that she had a fiancé.
I didn’t expect that this fiancé would actually come.
"I originally planned to break off the engagement, but after seeing you, I thought we could have a chat."
Feng Lin looked at the woman in front of him, she felt very comfortable, he thought Get in touch more.
"Broken off the engagement..."
Lan Rou couldn't help but roll her eyes, is it so true?
Originally, I came to break off the engagement, but when I saw myself, I didn’t want to break off.
“That’s not right!”
Lan Rou thought about how Feng Lin seemed to know her appearance just now. Logically speaking, it wasn’t because of her appearance. “Do you have any photos of me before?”
"Yes. In fact, I am a person who pays more attention to the beauty of the soul. I like gentle people."
Feng Lin just finished his words.
There was an engine roar in the distance.
A man in a suit stepped out of a red Ferrari, "Xiaorou, good morning!"
Lan Rou looked at the man and smiled slightly, "Teacher Song Morning, please park your car in the parking space.”
"I don't have class today, and I remember you don't have class either. I've hired a newly opened restaurant. Do you have time at noon?"
Song Fan asked with a smile.
"Sorry, I have to go to the Ministry of Education for a meeting in the morning." Lan Rou declined politely. She glanced at Feng Lin and said, "Feng Lin, let's go."
"Feng Lin?"
Song Fan's face suddenly darkened, he remembered this name!
(End of this chapter)