He has a slender figure, wearing a coat that reaches his knees. His pale but powerful right hand holds a black umbrella. Under the rain, he is calm and leans the umbrella forward gracefully, "Mute your phone."

Already?"

Jiang Fuli shook his cell phone, his slightly raised eyebrows less aloof.

"Why are you here?" Bai Zian slowly came back to his senses, touched his pocket slowly, and then raised his head: "I seem to have forgotten my cell phone in the lecture hall."

Jiang Fuli raised his eyebrows and handed the umbrella to Bai Qian, "Where is your cram school?"

Bai Qian took the umbrella and stood on the steps through the rain, her eyebrows were lazy, and her dark pupils reflected the light of the street lights outside: "The last lecture hall on the right side of the first floor, the first seat in the fourth row on the left."

Jiang Fuli entered the complex.

Because there are students taking tutoring classes here at night, the lights on the first floor of the complex are all on.

He was tall and tall, and his delicate facial features were as noble and indifferent as ever. People like Ren Wanxuan saw him almost at a glance.

The most eye-catching thing about Jiang Fuli is not his outstanding facial features, but the dignity exuding from his bones. Even if he is just walking there, his aloofness makes it difficult for people to get close to him.

He walked past Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu in a hurry, his fair face was completely sharp, and the corners of his clothes were almost frosty.

I never shared it with them.

Zhu Jiaren, who had just left the lecture theater, also saw him and her steps were slightly delayed.

"Who is that?" Ren Wanxuan and others looked at Jiang Fuli's back and discussed in low voices.

Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu looked at each other and shook their heads, but they both guessed that they were not from Xiangcheng. With such a red aura, Xiangcheng really couldn't cultivate it.

As soon as they went out, the Ren family's business car stopped at the entrance of the complex.

Because they wanted to have dinner together, the driver of the Ren family picked her up. The driver glanced at Bai Qian squatting in front of the steps, looked in the rearview mirror and asked Ren Wanxuan: "Master said that you should take Miss Bai with you while you are eating."

"Your grandpa..." Chen Zhu looked away from Bai Qian with no interest.

He listened to Ren Wanxuan and said that Bai Qian's invitation was obtained by accident, which was considered a one-in-a-billion chance.

Ren Wanxuan became irritated for no reason when she heard the word "Bai Qian". She said with a cold face, "Don't worry about her, just drive."

She directly asked the driver to drive away.

Chen Zhu didn't mention her again.

In the complex building, Jiang Fuli found the last lecture hall.

There were not many people left in the lecture hall, and most of the lights were turned off when he entered.

Jiang Fuli found Bai Qian's place, and sure enough he saw the Huami phone she had left behind in the hole in the table. There was a boy at the front table doing questions, and he raised his eyebrows.

With just one glance, he could tell that the question was from him, and the boy hadn't solved it yet.

This is stupider than Jiang Xijue.

Jiang Fuli withdrew his gaze and commented lightly.

He got the phone and walked outside. When he passed the trash can, he seemed to see something from the corner of his eye. Jiang Fuli paused and stopped next to the trash can.

There is very little garbage in the trash can.

When I lowered my head, I saw papers balled up and randomly thrown inside.

Jiang Fuli turned his back to the light, he lowered his eyes, his entire face was hidden in the shadows, and his already cold expression became even more fierce.

He bent down and picked up the paper from the trash can. He slowly unfolded the paper with his well-joined fingers. He was very good and regular in his Guange style. In Bai Xian's handwriting, he copied the topic he wrote to her last night.
Chapter completed!