"I will donate the school building to Virtue High School, but only for Wei'an's sake."
Leaning against the door, Xia Wei'an was in awe and admiration of his tyrannical assertiveness when she heard his words!
Upon hearing the sounds of his footsteps approaching, she hurriedly stood up and acted like an obedient student.
When the door opened, she couldn't help but glance inside, only to see Mr. Xu lying on the floor in a bloody mess while Madam Wu and Miss Song seemed to be dejected and in despair.
Di Xingchen closed the door and was a little surprised to see Xia Wei'an who was standing obediently in front of him. Although he had told her to wait for him outside just now, she never ever listened to him in the past.
"Let's go."
He took the lead and stood in front of Xia Wei'an who immediately chased after him like she was his little tail.
Looking at the taut back in front of her, she couldn't help but fall into contemplation. Although she had lived with him for more than a decade in her last life, she never really got to know him.
He suddenly appeared in her life, said he wanted to marry her, and then paid a huge sum of money as a betrothal gift to her father and stepmother, which was very much to their joy. They merrily gave their nods of approval, and he married her, but he never touched her. In fact, he never even held her hand before, even though it was a normal thing for couples to do.
Take now for an instance. He was just walking forward on his own and would occasionally slow down to let her catch up with him.
The academic workload for senior high was very intense, and Sunday was her only rest day. Besides, Di Xingchen was now her fiancé who had long "discussed" with her father, who agreed, to let her stay over at Di Xingchen's home every Saturday night. She would return to her own home on Sunday night.
Today, it happened to be Saturday.
"I want you to respect your teachers so that you can build the right character. I don't want you to foolishly and blindly respect them."
While Xia Wei'an was immersed in her own thoughts as she got into the car, Di Xingchen suddenly broke his silence. Xia Wei'an couldn't hear him clearly and thus turned her head to look at him in confusion.
Although she had permed hair and smoky makeup, as well as dark and hideous lipstick, her distinct pupils often made him feel distracted and lost, especially when she looked at him solemnly.
Di Xingchen's gaze moved slightly, and he patiently repeated what he had just said.
"Okay, I won't go if this situation happens again," Xia Wei'an answered, nodding obediently.
Di Xingchen frowned and said, "There won't be a next time."
Xia Wei'an was at a loss for an answer, and silence filled the air in the car. She turned her head to the side to look out at the scenery. Di Xingchen closed his eyes to get some rest.
The two of them got along harmoniously, and Lee, the driver in front, felt some ripples in his heart. It was his first time seeing Di Xingchen and Xia Wei'an getting along with each other so peacefully! 'Is there some conspiracy!?'
He thought so, only because he had gotten frightened by Xia Wei'an's usual behavior. Everyone in Di Xingchen's residence knew that his fiancée was just like a devil who would cause a huge stir in the residence whenever she was there. Although they were respectful to her on the surface, they all wished that she would never come back again.
However, Di Xingchen seemed to have been bewitched by her as he simply adored her, a non-mainstream person. Lee and the other people in the residence couldn't figure it out at all. Fortunately, their relationship was not announced to the public. Otherwise, the entire community would not figure it out at all!
...
By the time they arrived at the residence, the sky was already dark and the entire villa was brightly lit. They entered the main hall to see that the maids were already waiting long ago, and the table was covered with delicious dishes.
Xia Wei'an had been hungry for a long time. She took her bag off her shoulder and tossed it onto the sofa before walking towards the dining hall.
Seeing that she was coming over, the maid, Meng, immediately stared at her nervously. When Xia Wei'an sat down, Meng immediately went over and moved the pot of hot soup away from her. She was so nervous that she started stuttering. "Young Madam, if-if you'd like to have some soup, I-I-I will help you!"