Fight To the Third Generation

Chapter 13: Shop

It’s still early.

After Jiang Yu said hello, he went to a bookstore full of literature and art, and asked Su Yehao to call her when he left.

Su Yehao did not urge.

I happened to accompany Linda Yun, who I happened to meet, to walk around this newly opened department store.

During the chat, I learned that Linda Yun’s parents are divorced, her father is in San Francisco to do business in Asian trade, and her mother went to Singapore to run a cafe.

From the point of view of consumption level.

The condition of her house seems to be quite good.

Linda Yun bought a Dior little black dress that cost more than 8,000 yuan after a discount.

When trying it on, she also asked whether Su Yehao was pretty.

With her body and appearance, even if she is only wearing a pig feed sack, she has a unique flavor. Of course, Su Yehao said she looks good.

Linda Yun can’t be considered an old man. She can be a teacher in a famous aristocratic school, and the income level is not much different.

Besides, she has neither a boyfriend nor a mortgage to repay. According to the local high-level consumption concept, she can support herself comfortably.

Chat and chat.

Linda Yun suddenly realized something was wrong.

When eating dessert together, she said with a smile, “Yehao, I found that you are more mature than you look. When you get along, it’s like being with friends, and you’ve talked so much without knowing it.”

“Yeah, with an eighteen-year-old body and twenty-eight-year-old heart, I’m actually not as young as I look on the surface, but I’m still quite stable.” Su Yehao said in a half-joking, half-serious tone.

Walk around.

Su Yehao took Linda Yun all the way to the side of the road in the small square outside the shopping mall, and then each left.

Neither of them found out, there was a small tail with a camera behind them, sneaking around and filming their every move, until they ran out of film before giving up.

This little tail, of course, is Yang Zibo.

Seeing Linda Yun, who has been pursuing for a long time, take a walk home alone, Yang Zibo thought for a moment that he might be overthinking.

However, thinking of Su Yehao’s family background, and when the two were chatting, Linda Yun’s smile was like a flower… This woman has never smiled at him like this before.

Jealousy soared again, clenching his fists.

From childhood to adulthood, Yang Zibo has always been referred to by other parents as “other people’s children”.

He was a math prodigy since he was a child. He was easily admitted to Harvard and graduated with ease. He originally thought that he would have the opportunity to stay in school and continue to study mathematics, but in the end he could only be a math teacher in a middle school.

The students in the class are either rich or expensive. If you want to deal with them, they will deal with them, and if you want to ignore them, they will ignore them.

The school management didn’t value his talent either, and he didn’t get a chance to get a promotion or salary increase after three years of work.

Being too smooth is not a good thing. When I was a child, I was praised a lot by others, but later I found out that it was just the same. After experiencing the beatings, my character was inevitably paranoid and aggressive, as if everything should follow me.

At this moment, Yang Zibo looked down at the camera and made a decision impulsively…

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Jiang Yu bought a few books.

Before Su Yehao came to look for her, she concentrated on reading with her head down.

Although the father who was the master of Su Sihai, he often talked at home about how great it would be if he could have a kiss with the Su family, so that he would not have to worry about food and drink, and be rich and noble all his life.

But Jiang Yu understood very well.

In the face of such a careless young man like Su Yehao, he couldn’t control himself at all, and he couldn’t tie it with a rope all day.

During school, I can see it all day on campus, but I don’t have many private contacts.

Over time, the throbbing and emotion of those early years naturally faded away, and now they can only be regarded as half friends.

Wait until Su Yehao came to the bookstore to find Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu was sitting cross-legged on the ground, leaning on the bookshelf to read carefully, the lights were dim, and his hair was slightly yellow.

The neck is slender.

The facial features are soft, with a little shadow, a very beautiful girl.

Nangongtian’s enthusiasm and unrestrainedness, coupled with Jiang Yu’s quietness and softness, made him a little moved when he met several girls in a row.

……

After returning home that night, I didn’t see Father Su until I went to bed.

Immediately, I remembered that there was a fourth concubine, and it was normal not to come back at night.

For fear that his old man would really spend a high price to take over at such a critical time, Su Yehao always wanted to find an opportunity to chat with the father.

But when I went to school the next morning after eating, I still couldn’t see Father Su.

In the past, it would be better if he had to meet, but it was about a billion Hong Kong dollars, and just thinking about it made him dizzy.

On the way to school, he was fiddling with his mobile phone.

Only in 1997, Nokia’s newly launched 8110 series, although the volume was much smaller than the previous mobile phone, and also had a novel sliding cover design, but the antenna was still exposed, and the shape was similar to that of the big brother.

A pure antique machine.

He had been charging in the study before, and was only discovered by Su Yehao last night.

Among the contacts, there are Bamboo Pole, Buckya Jun, Nangong Tian, his parents, etc. Among the fifty or sixty contacts, most of them have no memory.

There are also some girls’ names such as “Xiangxiang”, “Azi” and “Azhen”, which always make Su Yehao feel strange.

at the same time.

On the way to work, Yang Zibo, who was riding a motorcycle, gritted his teeth and stuffed several envelopes into the mailbox. The sender’s column only read “kind-hearted citizens”.

As for the recipients, without exception, newspapers and TV stations…