A fiancé dating alone with a woman with a bad reputation is not a normal woman who will not care about such things.

Ye Luoluo is not a nosy person, but she also knows Zhang Hui's reputation. Zhang Hui's style is almost the public enemy of girls. When the girls gather together, they will definitely not have a few good words to say when talking about her.

After listening too much, although Ye Luoluo had no contact with Zhang Hui, she also instinctively resisted.

Since eavesdropping on her mother and Zhao An’s parents that night, although Ye Luoluo did not think that she would be Brother An’s wife from now on, her mentality has changed a little.

If it was just a habit to act coquettishly to Zhao An in the past, then now Ye Luoluo likes to act coquettishly at him, and always feels more confident.

Now that Zhao An bought food for himself, Ye Luoluo would feel more sweetness and would try to find something unique in his eyes.

I don’t know what he was thinking? That night the two of them eavesdropped on the conversation together. They didn’t show any clear attitude, but Brother An didn’t, which made Ye Luoluo feel a little unsure.

But no matter what, it is still a little different after all. Just like now, Ye Luoluo feels that she must take care of it. She cannot let Zhang Hui and Zhao An have too much contact. At least she has to declare sovereignty... No, it is not sovereignty, but in short, she has to go.

Compared to the shop on Liuyi Road not far away, this milk tea shop near Junsha No. 1 Middle School is quite cheap, but the environment and taste are pretty good.

The milk tea shop in 2001 was the peak of using flavors and various additives. If Zhang Hui hadn't made an appointment here, Zhao An really had no good feelings for this milk tea. It tasted uncomfortable, as if he was rubbing a chest full of silicone hardness. But you would have to pay a higher price than a normal B-cup girl.

Just so unhappy.

Compared to the taste of milk tea, Zhao An left a lot of memories for this milk tea shop. Young couples who are unwilling to part early after school often sit here, holding hands boldly and intimately, and the cautious ones are just touching their arms, but the ambiguous feeling of heartbeat between the two people is even more serious. Some people are short of money, and a cup of milk tea that costs three yuan per cup is not cheap, so he ordered a cup of milk tea and asked two straws to insert it. When drinking milk tea together, his foreheads touched together. The boy smiled foolishly and the girl stroked his forehead shyly. This scene is green but also a bit touching.

Thinking of this, Zhao An was a little confused. It was not until Zhang Hui leaned over and waved in front of him that Zhao An smiled.

After listening to Li Qingge's "warning", Zhao An paid special attention to Zhang Hui. Li Qingge's impression of Zhang Hui was not necessarily completely accurate, but at least it also reflected some of Zhang Hui's behavior. This girl was very bold and open-minded, not the particularly reserved type. Her personality was completely different from Ye Luoluo, and Li Qingge.

Just like the action she bent over just now, her breasts were particularly prominent. If Zhao An was interested, she could even have a glimpse of the scenery inside her collar. Of course, she couldn't see anything, but this kind of small movement was very seductive.

In this era, there are various thoughts mixed, and there are many changes brewing time points, which also affect every corner of society. Everyone, some girls are like Ye Luoluo, still very conservative and pure. Holding hands with her, she has to twist her mind for a while and express her reserve. There are also types like Li Qingge who do not take all men seriously, does not clamor for feminism, but insists on being stronger than boys. Of course, there will be girls like Zhang Hui... Zhao An is not sure about Zhang Hui's type, but she is obviously not so traditional, and should be influenced by some open thinking.

She already knows how to use some unique things for girls to show her charm and achieve her goals.

Zhao An didn't know if she had any other purpose, maybe it was just a simple interview. Originally, Zhao An didn't think much about it, but Li Qingge said those words, and Zhao An wanted to see them.

"What to drink?" Zhao An took out his wallet and ordered a cup of green tea himself. Lipton's, at least he was more at ease than those milk teas.

Zhang Hui inadvertently glanced at Zhao An's wallet and ordered a cup of kumquat and lemon. The most expensive one was five yuan.

Some things can reveal a lot of things just by one detail. In this case, Zhang Hui came to Zhao An on behalf of the school. It was not a private appointment. Zhao An was actually inappropriate for treating him, but Zhang Hui did not refuse and ordered a cup of the most expensive... It was not that Zhao An was stingy, but Zhao An was used to analyzing this way. Like Ye Luoluo, he would not agree to an unfamiliar person to treat him to something. Even if he agreed, he would only order a cup of the most ordinary.

"It's quite clean, and the consumption in other places nearby is a bit high." Zhang Hui raised the milk tea in front of his face, with a smile in his eyes, "Thank you for your milk tea."

Zhao An smiled slightly... In fact, you can go to the park to find a pavilion to sit on, without spending.

"I haven't paid attention to you before, I feel like you are a very low-key type." Zhang Hui began the topic.

"It's not low-key, but there's no high-profile capital. If you want to be high-profile, you can't be high-profile." Zhao An was telling the truth. In his memory, his high school was more eye-catching than his senior year. The only reason was that he would occasionally be seen walking with Li Qingge.

"Now the school leaders and teachers are paying attention to you, and the classmates also regard you as role models. I understand that you have made great progress in your studies. It feels like you have made a big splash if you don't make a sound." Zhang Hui looked at Zhao An seriously, very focused.

I have to say that Zhang Hui is at least somewhat extraordinary. At least he will not be offensive when talking to her, and the topic is not very stiff. Moreover, from her eyes, it seems that she can really see and appreciate it, which will make men very happy.

"It's exaggerating... In fact, the matter of destroying the drug trafficking gang is really just luck. Anyone can do it when they hear it. The school's high-profile publicity is mainly due to the need to have a positive impact on the school. I personally don't have anything to be proud of." Zhao An knew very well that the reason he was talking about was because some people in the school disliked him. He could not explain it carefully, but he didn't care that others regarded him as a guy who had lost his luck.

"Have you learned a sentence in political class? Contingency is caused by necessity... Why is it you, not others? This is also the point where you are better than others. In addition to this, the murderer is also very beautiful..." Zhang Hui showed sincere admiration, holding his face and exclaimed slightly: "If it were me, he would have been arrested!"

"If you are captured, there will definitely be someone hero who saves the beauty." Zhao An said with a smile. This is the nature of a man. The girl opposite is pretty pretty. It would be a big deal to say something that makes her happy.

"Then will you come to save me?" Zhang Hui couldn't help but find it interesting. She felt that Zhao An was different from boys of the same age. Boys of the same age rarely praised her for her good-looking appearance in person. She was either childish like a child, attracting the attention of girls by bullying girls, or she kept making jokes about the other party's shortcomings to create a feeling that the two people are familiar with each other. The ultimate goal is actually nothing more than pursuing her. However, these two methods made Zhang Hui feel naive.

Zhao An may not necessarily pursue himself, but his way of speaking casually complimenting beautiful girls seems to be very mature men, which makes Zhang Hui feel a little fresh.

"I will tell the police uncle that at the same time, we will come to the school to promote the opportunity of heroes to save beauty. I believe there will be groups of heroes to save you." After Zhao An finished speaking, he felt that he might really do this... Unless he was close to him, Zhao An really didn't want to take the risk of being a hero. It was not indifferent, but Zhao An felt that compared to gaining moral satisfaction and mental guilt after not doing it, the impact of an accident on his family should be paid more attention to.

Zhang Hui quickly put down the cup and almost squirted out the juice from her mouth with a smile.

The conversation with Zhao An was not restricted, and the atmosphere was good. Zhang Hui talked and laughed. After asking a few questions, she said with some envy: "I think you have a lot of pocket money, so your family is not strictly controlled?"

"Well... I can't use the pocket money once a week, but I usually can't use it, mainly because I don't have much expenses." Zhao An raised his head and remembered that the behavior of "supporting and interrogation" gradually became common in junior and senior high schools in China. Zhang Hui paid attention to the pocket money of male classmates and used her charm to let boys spend money to treat food or buy some gifts to her. It's really nothing, it's just that Zhao An doesn't like such girls.

"Will your family give you some money for the 50,000 yuan this time? Under normal circumstances, you will fight for some with your family, right?" Zhang Hui asked with a smile... It turned out that the stack of old men in his wallet was just pocket money? As the rumor said, Zhao An's family had money.

"Well, leave it all for me." Zhao An said truthfully. It is a truth to not reveal his wealth. However, now Zhao An has nothing to hide. His family has received five million yuan and has been put into the newspaper. This time, Zhao An was rewarded by the provincial government and has to go to the newspaper.

"Ah?" Zhang Hui was shocked. Can a high school student control 50,000 yuan by himself?

For ordinary students, this seems incredible. Taking ordinary teachers at Junsha Middle School as an example, without calculating tutoring and other income, the pure salary is only over 10,000 yuan a year.

"My parents think that this is what I got, so I give it to myself, so I have to dominate it. The most important thing is to trust me. I think I won't spend money randomly, which is also a kind of respect for my children." Zhao An has basically never paid New Year's money since he was a child. Zhao Datong and Qin Zhu never said "I'll give it to you when you grow up" or "Save it to college" or other words. They just asked Zhao An to report on how the money was spent, and it was not a disregard for him or her attitude.

"What are you going to spend this 50,000 yuan?" Zhang Hui held her hands in front of her chest, leaned forward slightly, and her tone had a slightly delicate smell.
Chapter completed!