Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

"However, all of this is based on the premise that you have already obtained the script. If there is no God's perspective, can you really guarantee to do better than the protagonist?"

Everyone was silent.

Including Fu Yue.

Fu Yue was at a loss for a moment because of what Jiang Yuzhi said.

Because, she is not in a book now. As a heroine who has already got the script, she asks herself how she is doing...

But all of this is based on the premise that she got the script.

If you don't know the plot, will she really do better than the original owner?

Fu Yue's eyes gradually became confused, and everything around her gradually disappeared. She seemed to stand alone in the middle of the world, lonely and at a loss, without anyone's company.

Until she held her shoulders with both hands.

The man’s slender fingers were warm and powerful, and a sweet, low-magnetic voice rang in her ears, "Chu, classmate Chu, wake up, how are you feeling all right now?"

Fu Yue blinked slowly, she realized that she was sitting on the ground, and Jiang Yuzhi was squatting in front of her, leaning down slightly, reaching out to hold her shoulders, looking worried and difficult. Cover your concerns.

She shook her head pale.

"I'm fine, it's just a little low blood sugar."

Beyond everyone's expectations.

The young man bent down slightly, wrapped the girl's slender waist with his long arms, and hugged her steadily.

Seeing this scene, the girls in the classroom opened their eyes wide, and stretched out their hands to cover their lips, almost screaming uncontrollably.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

This princess can hug them! !

Oh, why didn’t they fainted and couldn’t be hugged by Young Master Jiang~

嘤嘤嘤.

Even Fu Yue didn't expect that this person would pick her up directly, lifted her eyes slightly, and slammed into a pair of beautiful and clear eyes. The gentle smile under the other's eyes could almost drown people.

Jiang Yuzhi held the girl in his arms steadily, cherishing her incomparably, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

He turned his head to face the students, and opened his lips: "This class is almost over here. This classmate doesn't seem to be feeling well. I will send her to the infirmary first."

"Goodbye everyone."

After dropping these two sentences.

Jiang Yuzhi held the girl in his arms, stepped out with long legs, and walked steadily towards the door, giving people the illusion that he seemed to be holding his girl...

Well.

His girl.

What a wonderful phrase.

Being held in his arms like this, looking at the man’s angular profile, his nose is high and straight, and his thin lips are crimson, as if he is painted rouge. From Fu Yue’s angle, he can see the other man’s curling up. The curvature of the eyelashes.

Jiang Yuzhi's figure gradually overlapped with a familiar figure in his brain.

Fu Yue raised her head in a daze.

He seemed to want to touch his face, his lips closed together, and he murmured: "Jun Heng..."

Her voice is so low that no one can hear her except herself.

Jiang Yuzhi's footsteps paused slightly.

He lowered his head and stared at Fu Yue with some doubts: "What did you just say?"

The girl woke up like a dream.

She smiled reluctantly, and said, "It's nothing, Mr. Jiang, you can let me down first, I'm fine. You don't wear a mask, it would be bad if you were recognized by others."

They are now at the corner of a staircase in the school building.