HLnovel Chapter 161 Not as good-looking or rich as you
Chapter 161 Not as good-looking or rich as you
The next day, An Xiaoyue had class in the morning, so she got up early.
With Fu Shengyang taking good care of her last night, her body was exceptionally relaxed, and she slept soundly until she naturally woke up.
And now I'm enjoying a delicious breakfast made by Aunt Cui herself.
Everything familiar—the smells, the scents, the tastes—made her feel as radiant as the sunshine today.
"Aunt Cui, have someone install a handrail in the shower room on the second floor."
Fu Shengyang originally wanted to wrap a layer of anti-slip silicone around the armrest, but gave up the idea because he thought it would easily trap dirt and grime.
He thought that using a small towel would be just as good.
Upon hearing this, Cui Ma looked at her two masters with disbelief and worry.
The young mistress ate breakfast with a happy expression, while the young master remained calm.
Are they just putting on an act of calm?
The young mistress is pregnant; isn't the young master being too reckless?
Sexual intercourse should be prohibited in the later stages of pregnancy, young master, do you know that?
Forget it, she won't say anything, lest the young master give her a cold shoulder or stab her in the back. Let Dr. Zhang give the young couple more instructions.
She replied, "Okay, I'll arrange for someone to install it in a bit."
How could An Xiaoyue know what Cui Ma was thinking?
All she knew was that once the handrails were installed, she wouldn't have to switch between her left and right hands to hold onto the cold wall anymore.
"Is the class this morning going to last three hours?" Fu Shengyang stared at An Xiaoyue's class schedule on the tablet.
"Yes, it's a long class, with two breaks between classes."
Today, Fu Shengyang is going to take her to school. He said he would take over Shang Qi's work and take care of her personally.
Fu Shengyang didn't understand why they had to teach large classes; it was tiring for both professors and students.
Xiaoyue has a tough time going to school.
"Aunt Cui, prepare some fruit and the pastries you made."
"Okay, Master."
After breakfast, An Xiaoyue had to leave, otherwise she would miss her morning class.
"Aren't you going to change your clothes?" An Xiaoyue asked Fu Shengyang.
He was dressed casually today, even his shoes were ordinary black sneakers.
Compared to his formal and serious suits, he looks handsome and sunny in casual clothes.
But his air of sophistication remained undiminished even when he wore ordinary casual clothes.
With his attire, walking around campus, who would guess that he is the president of Changfeng Group?
Fu Shengyang examined himself in the full-length mirror and said casually, "This is fine, comfortable."
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he hatched a plan and asked An Xiaoyue, "If I blend in with your classmates, will the professor find out?"
An Xiaoyue: "No."
At 28, he wasn't that old. Plus, his face was already small, and his short, neat hair covered his forehead, making his facial features much softer.
"As long as you don't speak and don't look at people with those cold eyes, you'll be just like the male students in our class."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shengyang frowned. "You've paid attention to the male students in your class?"
An Xiaoyue: "We attend classes together almost every day, so I naturally pay attention to each other. Plus, I have a photographic memory, so I can remember people as long as I know their names and faces."
She's a senior in college and is eligible to register for the school's skills competition.
To increase your chances of being selected by a good hospital for your future internship, you must participate in skills competitions and work hard with your teammates to achieve a good ranking.
When professors called on students to answer questions in class, she would take the opportunity to observe their performance.
Are there any handsome guys in your class?
When Fu Shengyang said this, he slowed down his movements as he helped her put on her shoes.
An Xiaoyue had no time to waste. She rarely thought about who was handsome, so she replied perfunctorily, "I didn't notice."
"You pay attention to people, but you don't even look at their faces. How are you supposed to recognize people?" Fu Shengyang said sarcastically, dissatisfied.
An Xiaoyue noticed his unusual behavior, and her all-seeing eyes narrowed slightly.
She smiled and said, "I've been thinking about it, and none of them are as good-looking as you, nor as good-looking or rich as you."
Fu Shengyang stopped tying his shoelaces, raised his displeased face, and said, "You even know if they have money or not?"
“Because I know you’re the richest person in Beijing. Who could be richer than you!” An Xiaoyue said quickly, urging him, “If you don’t hurry up, I don’t want you to take me anymore.”
Fu Shengyang glanced at the time on his wristwatch; he really needed to hurry.
Xiaoyue is an excellent student, and her mother-in-law is a teacher. It's impossible for Xiaoyue to be so disrespectful to herself and the teacher by being late.
He quickened his pace and tied the shoelaces in two seconds.
He walked with incredibly light steps when he left home; indeed, accompanying Xiaoyue to school was the happiest thing.
For the first time, I felt that being rich was something worth celebrating.
Handsome and rich...
No, how could Xiaoyue only see these superficial things? Didn't she discover his more precious qualities?
Fu Shengyang gripped the steering wheel with both hands and drove An Xiaoyue's private car smoothly into the south.
He stopped the car at a red light and asked An Xiaoyue casually, "At school, are there any young people you admire?"
An Xiaoyue, who was reviewing her textbook, answered without even looking up, "There used to be, but not anymore."
"why?"
"Brother Leng Fangyi, how was I supposed to know that Assistant Leng and Leng Fangyi are two different people?"
"Hmph!" Fu Shengyang uttered an unpleasant sound.
It turns out that before Xiaoyue knew that Leng Fangyi was her cousin, she really did like Leng Fangyi!
What are the advantages of using cold ingredients?
He may appear respectable, but once he takes off his work clothes, he's just a playful little kid.
What are the advantages of using cold ingredients?
An Xiaoyue was puzzled. When she looked up, she saw that his jawline was taut and his hands were gripping the steering wheel, with prominent, pinkish bony protuberances.
Are you angry again?!
He gets angry when she answers his questions, and he gets angry when she doesn't answer them.
Why is Fu Shengyang acting so unpredictably today?
The car started up again, and An Xiaoyue saw that his head was facing straight ahead, so he probably had nothing to say.
She then lowered her head and continued reading.
Once inside the school, Fu Shengyang carried her schoolbag and followed beside her.
Everyone is busy with classes at 8 a.m., but that doesn't stop some students from appreciating beauty.
For example, he might quickly catch up to her, walk a few steps beside her, stare at Fu Shengyang for a few seconds, and say, "An Tongxue, the bodyguard is handsome," before walking away quickly without waiting for her to explain.
Or perhaps she was riding a bicycle and turned her head to look at Fu Shengyang beside her, causing her to lose control and crash into the rear wheel of the car in front of her. Both bicycles overturned, and traffic was instantly congested.
Fu Shengyang didn't say a word to An Xiaoyue until she reached the classroom door.
An Xiaoyue didn't understand, but she didn't want Fu Shengyang to wander around the campus with that grumpy face.
By then, everyone in the school will know that An's new bodyguard is cold and cool, not that An's husband is handsome.
Seeing that there was still time, she stood in front of Fu Shengyang and asked him, "What exactly do you want to ask me today, with so many questions?"
Fu Shengyang scoffed and handed her the bag. "It's nothing. Go to class."
An Xiaoyue frowned slightly. Why was she being so temperamental?
She patiently coaxed, "This is your only chance. I might forget you're angry after class."
An Xiaoyue's fair face appeared even whiter in the morning light, and her watery eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint.
"If you can't remember, I'll keep showing you this face, young mistress!" After saying that, Fu Shengyang glanced at her sideways, finally losing his composure.
How could he possibly get angry at a face as pure and lovely as a camellia?
Seeing him smile, An Xiaoyue knew he wasn't angry anymore. "I'm going to class."
Fu Shengyang raised an eyebrow slightly. "Mm."
I arrived late today, and there weren't many empty seats left in the classroom.
An Xiaoyue was about to move to the back of the row when her classmate called out to her, "An Xiaoyue, there are still empty seats here."