Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Eight Help Me Change My Clothes! (I)

"You said, why do you have to come to school and suffer this if you can't stay at home?" At noon, during the lunch break, Chen Cheng took Song Zhixing to pick things up at the school's canteen.

Song Zhixing's eyes wandered around the shelves, "If you are suffering, then why do you still live in the school?"

"How am I the same as you? My parents are always on business trips, and I have no one to take care of me at home, and I don't even have three meals a day. As for you, you live in a big villa, with a maid and housekeeper 24 hours a day, and you have such a handsome second wife. Uncle, I want to be like you, I came to school because of my stupidity!"

Hearing Chen Cheng mention that person, Song Zhixing was stunned for a moment and distracted for a moment. In a daze, I still remember his deep and unspeakable expression when we said goodbye in the morning. Looking back now, it still made her feel uncomfortable for no reason.

Even she herself didn't know why.

She didn't respond to Chen Cheng's words.

Chen Cheng glanced at her and said, "Xingxing, to be honest, are you having a bad temper with your second uncle again?"

"Chengcheng, what do you think of this toothbrush?" Song Zhixing took the toothbrush from the shelf.

Chen Cheng said, "Not very good."

"I want this." Song Zhixing threw the toothbrush into the shopping basket.

"Just change the subject! I've already noticed that you've run away from home. Did you stay up all night last night?"

Song Zhixing was in a very depressed mood, "I can't hide anything from you."

"The eyes are swollen like this, and the circles under the eyes are as dark as those of a panda. You can tell at a glance. Hey, let me ask, why are you quarreling with your second uncle again? The chain has been removed from your neck. Is it so serious?"

"Chengcheng, don't talk about him." Song Zhixing took a deep breath, "My mind is in a mess right now and I don't want to talk about him anymore..."

Chen Cheng had never seen Song Zhixing look so dejected. The fire of gossip that was burning in his heart had to be extinguished.

"Okay, don't mention it. It's important to buy all the things you need first."

Song Zhixing picked out a lot of daily necessities such as towels, toothbrushes, washbasins, etc.

"A total of 821. Should I pay by card or cash?"

Song Zhixing touched his wallet. She usually doesn't spend much.

Cash is rarely used. At this moment, there is only more than 200 yuan left in the wallet for usual emergencies. As for my card, it was all spent when I bought a gift for my aunt yesterday. Moreover, even if it was not spent, the money was given to her by Tang Yu.

Her eyes fell on another card - the one given to her by Tang Yu today.

"Classmate, do you want to pay or not? There are people queuing up behind you!" the canteen owner urged.

Song Zhixing didn't touch the pile of cards in his bag, but turned to look at Chen Cheng aside.

"Miss, you won't have any money, will you?" Chen Cheng saw her intention at a glance.

"You pay the bill for me first, and I'll pay you back later."

Chen Cheng couldn't believe it, "Your second uncle wouldn't be so cruel, would he kick you out and not even give you any money?"

"He gave it to me. But..." Song Zhixing lowered his eyelids, "After all, I am not his biological niece. From now on, I want to be independent on my own."

Chen Cheng's lips twitched and he rolled his eyes.

He took 9 hundred-dollar bills from his wallet and gave them to the boss. He held a lot of things in his arms and said as he walked: "If you don't spend his money, where will you get the money for your future life? It's not like you don't live in the world." , you don’t need to eat. I tell you, it depends on your strength, but it depends on the situation, right? You are only 18, and your wings are not strong yet!”

"I'll find a way."

Song Zhixing whispered.

Since she wanted to break away from him, she couldn't rely on him all the time.

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The top floor of the Tang Group Building.

Tang Yu put his hands in his pockets and stood at the window, looking downstairs with deep eyes. The entire city, shrouded in dusk, surrendered at his feet.

In the shopping mall, he is a brave genius who can easily conquer this city. He can turn his hands into clouds and rain here.

But...

He couldn't conquer such a little girl. This is such a frustrating thing.

Du Hui knocked on the door and pushed in, "Second Master."

Tang Yu calmed down his mind, straightened his expression, and then turned around, "How is it?"

"All bank card consumption records show that the young lady did not spend anything today."

"Didn't she buy daily necessities at the canteen?"

"I guess I borrowed money from my classmates."

Tang Yu's thin lips tightened, and there was a bit of chill in his eyes, "The one named Chen Cheng?"

Du Hui nodded, "Yeah."

Tang Yu didn't say anything for a while. He sat down on the sofa with his tall body, lit a cigarette, and smoked.

The smoke enveloped him, making his already stern face look even more gloomy.

Ha~ He really underestimated her!

I would rather borrow money from my classmates than touch the card he gave me. Does she really want to clear things up with him?

"Second Master, do you want to help the young lady pay back the money?" Du Hui asked uncertainly after not hearing the follow-up for a while.

"What else?" Tang Yu glanced at him coldly, "You're going to touch her cold butt again with your hot face?"

He put out the cigarette butt heavily in the ashtray.

Even though the little girl had left and threatened that she no longer needed him, he still didn't dare to let himself get addicted to smoking again. Habitually, I am afraid that one day I will hurt her because of smoking.

"Ignore her for two days. Don't worry about her anymore during these two days."

Since she wants to be free, let her be free for a few days.

Song Zhixing slept at school on his first night. Because she didn't close her eyes all night long the night before, even though the bed was hard, she fell asleep quickly.

The next day.

Friday.

She went to class quietly at school, but she was not in a good mood.

After school, everyone in the dormitory carried their schoolbags, went out of the school gate and went home. She was the only exception.

"Xingxing, you really don't want to go back?" Chen Cheng packed his schoolbag.

"Yeah. No." Song Zhixing spread out the newspaper and drew circles on the recruitment board with a pen.

"Aren't you afraid of being alone?"

Song Zhixing looked around. It's not that he was not afraid, but he still said: "It's okay, you go back, don't worry about me."

"How can I not worry? Why don't you live with me? Besides, don't you have an aunt? Go to your aunt's place!"

"I'm not going anywhere." Song Zhixing shook her head, "I want to stay alone and find a job."

If she went to her aunt's place, her aunt would not allow her to find a job by herself. Moreover, by then, she would just rely on her aunt again...

Chen Cheng knew that he couldn't win the argument with her, and finally, he went back with his schoolbag.

Everyone left one after another, and she was the only one left in the whole villa. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.

Song Zhixing sat on the bed, looking at the setting sun outside the window, feeling a little lost.

At this moment, she realized so clearly that she was an orphan...

In the past, because of that family and Tang Yu, although she felt lonely, she almost forgot that she was an orphan...

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