After the Marriage Cancellation

when you're done playing, lend it to me to play too, " Tian Chong said as he snapped his fingers.

Other than Gu Yu, the other three people were speechless.

They didn't talk about anything special, but they attracted a lot of attention.

The people at the table were basically all influential figures in their third year of high school, not to mention su, who had just returned.

"The school Belle is really back!" Some students said excitedly.

"Black hair is simply beautiful!"

"The ceiling of our school's attractiveness index has risen again!"

It wasn't just her hair color. Everyone thought that su had become prettier after this trip.

I can't tell what's different, but it seems like my complexion is better, Yingluo.

Bai Yuqiao, who was sitting not far away, looked at the Green Goblin, no, the black Goblin, whose charm had increased by another level.

Bai Yuqiao felt suffocated when she saw her talking to the people around her.

Recalling how she had failed to deal with su ye so many times in the past, and had even been crushed instead, she gritted her teeth and focused on her studies.

——

The days at school were easier than when he was at the Research Institute.

Su also kept in touch with Xu Fei and Wen Yu.

Wen Yu said that the follow-up tests for the virus were still very difficult, but with professor Edmond's help, they could barely be solved. Su could also prepare for the college entrance examination with peace of mind.

Bo Yunli's days were a little hard. When he was alone with su ye, su Jinyang would always appear nearby for no reason.

He was being watched closely.

All these were secondary. The main thing was that Bo Yunli knew that su ye was going to school now and did not want to affect her studies.

Although he would still send her to school, he would restrain himself and suppress his desires.

If he really couldn't think of it, he would also kiss her lightly, so pure that it couldn't be any purer, for fear of triggering other chain reactions.

Su also felt that he was finally back to normal.

He was the only one who knew that a volcano would be quiet and gentle before it erupted.

In fact, every moment he spent with su, whether it was watching her eat, doing her homework, or correcting her overly simple steps, the images in his mind were more intense and crazier than ever before.

Looking at Liu Guifang's side, it was spring, and she was a little distracted.

Recently, when he went out for tea with the old ladies, he no longer went to restaurants or tea houses, but to the newly opened 'Feng YA poetry Society' in Xuanji capital.

They were all old men over 60 years old, all of them rich and Noble, and they liked to dance and write.

Liu Guifang's mind drifted elsewhere, and she was too lazy to find trouble with su ye. The SU family's days were much calmer.

…

The pages of the calendar were torn off one by one.

In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of April.

On Wednesday, before the morning self-study session, the form teachers of all the third-year classes went to the class to announce an important piece of news.

The school had decided to hold a parent-teacher meeting this Saturday, which was the 3rd of may.

There was only one month left until the high school entrance exam. The parent-teacher meeting this time was especially important. The notice in advance was to let the parents free up their time in advance.

After the morning self-study session, the classroom was filled with sorrowful people.

The parent-teacher conference was a nightmare for every student.

Gu Yao's family had already decided that her grandfather would come to the parent-teacher meeting for her.

"Yeah, who's going to help you with the parent-teacher meeting?"

Su was also writing on the paper nonchalantly and said, " I don't know. Whoever is free can come. Anyone will do.

They were not her real parents anyway.

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At the same time, at the SU family's side, Liu Guifang specially picked a set of clothes that were both decent and elegant. She went out with her servant.

40 minutes later, Liu Guifang arrived at the Feng YA poetry Club with a red face.

She had heard that an old man with high prestige would be coming to the club today, so she had arrived early.

Upon entering the Poetry Society, old lady Cao quickly greeted them warmly,"Guifang, quickly sit beside me."

Old lady Cao was about the same age as Liu Guifang and had a sweet mouth. In the Poetry Society, she was the closest to Liu Guifang.

The servant pulled out the chair beside old lady Cao for Liu Guifang, and she sat down elegantly.

On the long table in front of him were a few hardcover poems, and opposite him sat a few dignified old gentlemen.

Among the familiar faces, Liu Guifang suddenly saw an unfamiliar face.

The old man looked like he was in his 70S. He had an excellent style and was very elegant. He held a book between his fingers and did not speak to anyone.

He only heard others call him 'Mr. Gu'

Old lady Cao said that an old man with great prestige would be coming today. It should be this one, right?

Liu Guifang opened a book of poems and recited a poem that she did not understand, silence in the hustle and bustle, silence in the dark, making eye contact. So, we saw the world wrong, but said that the world deceived us.

As she read, she glanced at Mr. Gu.

But he did not look at her.

The old man sitting next to him looked over and said with a smile, " "Old lady su, this poem is too beautiful. I wonder which poet wrote it?"

When the word 'su' was mentioned, Mr. Gu, who was concentrating on reading, raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Guifang.

Liu Guifang noticed his eyes and was a little proud. She said gently, " "I don't know who the author is, Yingluo."

At this moment, Mr. Gu, who had been silent all this while, spoke in a clear voice with his eyes still on the book in his hand."" Flying birds "from Tagore,"

Old lady Cao gave Liu Guifang a look and whispered in surprise,"Guifang, this Mr. Gu has never taken the initiative to talk to anyone since he came. You're the first one. You're the most charming."

Liu Guifang covered the corner of her mouth. don't talk nonsense. You're already so old. If you don't know your limits, what kind of person are you? "

After that, he turned to Mr. Gu. it's Tagore's poem. I've learned a lot.

Although Liu Guifang had never heard of anyone with the surname Gu in the Jing capital's wealthy families, this Mr. Gu's voice was also of the highest quality. It was deep and deep, and one look and one could tell that he was noble and extraordinary.

However, just as her interest in Mr. Gu grew, Mr. Gu's answers to the next few questions, which were neither humble nor overbearing, disappointed her greatly.

She asked him what his family did.

The answer he got was that he was an ordinary employee.

She asked him where he lived.

The answer he got was that it was an ordinary residential building that could barely be considered high-end.

Liu Guifang furrowed her brows and whispered to old lady Cao, " "The person with the highest prestige you mentioned, it's not him, right?"

"Ah, no, no. I heard that he was invited by a friend. The old man I was talking about hasn't arrived yet."

Liu Guifang pouted. What a waste of her feelings.

It turned out that the Gu family was only a well-known family of scholars in the capital city and had nothing to do with being a wealthy family.

Yingying was invited by a friend.

He didn't know which friend of his didn't know the rules at all. How could such a high-end Poetry Society be so open to just anyone?

Liu Guifang felt that her act of taking the initiative to chat with him just now was simply too damaging to her status.

Therefore, in the following chat, she intentionally or unintentionally highlighted her family background and the world she had seen to widen the distance between them.

To prevent him from having improper thoughts about her.

Liu Guifang's expression was extremely obvious. Everyone around her could tell what she meant, but to save face, they didn't say anything. They just echoed her somewhat awkwardly.

After all, everyone knew that the SU family was the most powerful family in Jingdu, and countless people wanted to get close to them.

As for Mr. Gu, he only said that he was called by a friend, but didn't say which friend. They even suspected that he had just made up an excuse to sneak in and attach himself to the rich.

However, no matter how obvious everyone's disgust was, Mr. Gu always looked calm and his mood was not affected at all. One could even see a faint sneer on his lips.

…

About an hour later, the door of the Poetry Society opened again. A group of people stood up to welcome them. Old lady Cao patted Liu Guifang excitedly."The person I was talking about is here."

Liu Guifang looked at the door expectantly and realized that the person they were talking about was actually the principal of Qing University, Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng was a leading figure in Chinese literature. He was talented and famous. His prose was well known.

He didn't like crowds, so it was understandable that everyone would be so excited that the Poetry Society had invited him.

However, Liu Guifang knew that Zhang Qingfeng didn't like her, so she was disappointed to see him here.

On the other hand, grandma Cao was staring at Zhang Qingfeng with admiration. She must be an old fan.

Liu Guifang rolled her eyes at her ignorant look and sneered, " "I know him. Last year, Mr. Zhang personally paid a visit to our su family's Yueyue."

"Ah? Personally visit? Mr. Zhang has such a good relationship with your family?" Old lady Cao was extremely envious.

Liu Guifang suddenly felt a sense of superiority.

Zhang Qingfeng looked around the room and his eyes passed by Liu Guifang.

Last year, when he went to the SU family's house, he had wanted to persuade little su to come to Qing University's Ai Ye medical course. However, at the door, he had unintentionally heard Liu Guifang belittling little su and running her mouth.

He still remembered that snobbish face of his.

That was why he had a bad impression of Liu Guifang.

Zhang Qingfeng skipped Liu Guifang and looked at the other side. When he saw the old man with the surname Gu, his serious expression instantly disappeared.

"Guifang, since you two know each other, why didn't he greet you?" Did I not see you?"

Liu Guifang's expression was a little stiff when she heard that. She coughed. "Mr. Zhang is a low-key and serious person. He has always been like this and has never been friendly to anyone. Ever since he entered the room, who has he taken the initiative to talk to?"

Old lady Cao nodded. that's right. He's a great writer. It's understandable for him to put on airs. I've never seen him smile at anyone in all the interviews.

"That's right."

But just as they finished their words, Zhang Qingfeng walked past the crowd and strode toward Mr. Gu. He held his hand excitedly and said in a trembling voice, " "Gu hejun! Great editor Gu! I'm sorry, I was the one who asked you to come, but I made you wait for so long. I really couldn't get away, so I came as soon as I finished. I was really afraid that if you left, we wouldn't have seen each other for more than ten years, right?"

After saying that, Zhang Qingfeng looked at the dumbfounded crowd and said in a relaxed tone, " "Today, I've brought my best friend to your poem club as a guest. You guys wouldn't mind, would you?"

Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't speak for a while.

This unknown Mr. Gu was actually a guest invited by Zhang Qingfeng?