The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

Seeing her innocent appearance, Zhuo Dingding sighed heavily.

Putting down her long white legs, he pulled her up: "Lian'er, when will you grow up?"

Finding a little girlfriend is really a torture to myself.

"I'll be twenty in two years."

Cheng Lianxun snuggled into his arms.

Another two years to wait.

Zhuo Dingding hugged her, and kissed her hard again as if venting.

That's why he reluctantly let her go.

It's the day of the parent meeting.

Cheng Lianxun didn't want to be too high-profile, and asked for thousands of dollars, so Zhuo Dingding took a step back and gave up attending in the name of her fiancé.

Otherwise, let people know that she had a fiancé at the age of eighteen.

The other party is also the group president of the Zhuo Empire.

She'll be a schoolwide celebrity the next day, plus headlines on the financial page.

Fortunately, although Brother Zhuo has a great reputation, he never accepts interviews from the media and rarely entertains.

Even in the business world, not many people know what he looks like.

But even without the blessing of his identity, his outstanding and stern facial features alone caused a small stir in the class.

"Lian Xun, is that your brother?"

"He's so handsome! Do you have a girlfriend?"

"He's more handsome than our school grass!"

"..."

The class teacher is on the podium, the parents are sitting at the student desks, and the students are standing at the back of the classroom.

Surrounding Cheng Lianxun were all female classmates, all staring at Zhuo Dingding with bright eyes, talking in low voices.

Cheng Lianxun pursed her lips and remained silent, not wanting to talk to her classmates anymore.

That's her boyfriend!

Don't bring such blatant poaching!

"Your brother looks so mature and stable. He should be quite old. Is he in his twenties?"

The classmate behind him poked Cheng Lianxun's back.

Shui Ling's big eyes widened in an instant, and Cheng Lianxun thought of a good way to defeat his potential love rival.

"More than that! He's so old! He's twenty-seven! Much older than us!"

Turning around quickly, Cheng Lianxun's voice was low, but his tone was firmly disgusted.

"How old is twenty-seven? Older age will hurt people. I am seventeen this year, and he is ten years older than me. I think he is just right for me..."

The classmate who has a good relationship with Cheng Lianxun has started to become a nymphomaniac because of her close proximity.

"I also think twenty-seven is not old, Lian Xun, how can you slander your brother for being old?"

"I can accept a ten-year difference, but Luo Ranran, how is Brother Lianxun compatible with you? It's almost as good as me."

"Where am I not worthy? My grades are better than yours, and my hair is longer than yours..."

"..."

Cheng Lianxun listened to the quiet quarrel of the students, and turned around wanting to cry without tears.

If she had known this, she would have said that Brother Zhuo was her fiance.

Will they believe it now?

It's all the fault of Brother Zhuo, who looks so flamboyant, and has gained a bunch of little fans just after he appeared.

He resentfully raised his eyes to look at the culprit, but found that the other party was also looking at him.

Those sharp eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling but also implied danger made her terrified.

Could it be that he heard his old words?

Feeling bad, she looked carefully and became even more frightened.

She was obliquely behind, just in time to see Brother Zhuo's hand under the desk.

What he holds in his hand is...

Honey Love Handbook!

It's over.

Cheng Lianxun immediately bowed his head, pretending he didn't see anything.

How did Brother Zhuo find it that she had kept in the evil math book?

The content in the honey love manual that makes people blush and heartbeat cannot be shown to boys...

Brother Zhuo must have thought she was not a good girl.

Cheng Lianxun's face was red and her ears were red, but her heart was ashamed. What should I do now?

"Lian Xun."

"Ah?" In the confusion, she suddenly heard someone calling her, and she immediately raised her head in fright.

"Go to the office and bring the Chinese test paper."

The head teacher said.

As the representative of the Chinese class, Cheng Lianxun calmly slipped out of the back door after listening in a panic.

She was secretly relieved to have escaped from brother Zhuo's threatening eyes.

But you can hide from the first day of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth day.

Brother Zhuo's eyes just now were obviously angry.

She has to figure out how to deal with it in advance.

Running back and forth.

He went upstairs, and when he reached the landing at the corner of the stairs, he was suddenly pushed by someone.

"ah--"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Lianxun staggered back and forth, and was about to fall down the stairs.