It was already late at night when he left Luo's house, and Zhang Heng took a taxi home.
When she entered the door, Jiang Hongli was watching TV, but although her eyes were looking at the screen, she was obviously absent-minded.
As soon as Zhang Heng entered the door, she immediately turned her head: "Where have you been?" "
When she said this, she was visibly relieved.
"What? You're still worried that I won't be able to kill myself, don't worry, I'm not that vulnerable. Zhang Heng felt a little funny.
"I didn't think about it that way, but I was afraid that you would go out and fool around again." Jiang Hongli said.
But she had a different idea altogether.
Zhang Heng had never endured hardships before, he was an absolute glass heart, and he wanted to retreat when he encountered a little difficulty.
He used to be the eldest young master, where did he go to work? Seeing that he didn't return late at night, Jiang Hongli inevitably thought crankily, and even secretly regretted that maybe he was too anxious, and he should be calmed down for a while.
Regarding Jiang Hongli's thoughts, Zhang Heng had already guessed a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, and eight, although the long-legged cousin's concern was superfluous, but there was indeed a warm current pouring into his heart.
Stretching out his hand, Zhang Heng pinched Jiang Hongli's white and tender cheeks.
"Don't worry, I just went to Luo's house for a meal."
With that, he walked into his room.
"Stinky boy, dare to pinch me!" Jiang Hongli didn't react for the first time, and when she covered her cheeks and wanted to retaliate, she found that Zhang Heng had slipped away, muttered, and couldn't help laughing, she rubbed her temples, and said with a headache: "He still can't forget Luo Yi, fantasizing about contact with her all day long, alas, it's really not good, do you want to introduce him to a girlfriend?" "
Early the next morning, Zhang Heng was dragged out by Jiang Hongli.
Seeing that he had no suicidal tendencies, the long-legged cousin showed his true colors and forced him to go to school.
Zhang Heng knew how powerful Jiang Hongli was, so he could only surrender and go to class with two books.
"Dignified Immortal Venerable, come to class, this is really ..." Zhang Heng smiled bitterly, he didn't know how to describe it.
With the intention of fooling his long-legged cousin, Zhang Heng entered the classroom and sat down in a random corner.
According to his idea, class is nothing more than staying up for time.
For a practitioner who can spend hundreds of years in retreat, time is probably not the most extravagant thing.
Low-key, paddling, fooling his cousin, this is Zhang Heng's goal.
But he didn't expect that a group of people, after entering the classroom, were looking around, and when they saw him, their eyes lit up and they flocked to him.
"It's really a blessing to be able to see Young Master Zhang in class."
"The prodigal son doesn't change his money, it seems that Young Master Zhang is going to change his mind."
"Nonsense, if you don't change gold, that's a prodigal, not a fool."
A group of people laughed insolently.
Zhang Heng squinted at them.
"What, you're not convinced?" Someone craned his neck and his face was full of provocation.
In other words, he was a former loser, and when the anger came up, he naturally wanted to spill, but now, Zhang Heng only felt noisy, his head was tilted, and he lay on the table.
Several people's faces were blackened.
Do you still think that you are the wealthy man in the past, and you dare to be so arrogant?
After exchanging a look, they wanted to make a move.
However, at this moment, the bell rang, someone shouted that the teacher had arrived, and several people looked at Zhang Heng coldly.
"Good luck for you kid."
They turned around and returned to their seats.
For many people, college life is one of freedom and indulgence.
Jinghai University, however, is not, as one of the top universities, the rules of this university are actually very strict, so few students dare to do anything that violates the rules and disciplines.
"It's her class." Zhang Heng sat up and looked at the woman on the podium.
Today's Xu Zhiqing is wearing black slim professional clothes, outlining her perfect figure to the fullest, with nine-centimeter high heels under her feet, the already slender thighs look more and more thrilling, not to mention that she is also wearing black silk, revealing a temptation that makes the mouth dry.
For a while, I don't know how many people are swallowing.
Xu Zhiqing saw Zhang Heng from a distance, and a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.
However, she did not bring her personal emotions to the class and continued to attend the class as originally planned.
"She broke the contract..." However, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with danger.
Last time at the gym, he won the bet.
According to the agreement, Xu Zhiqing should eat well, but now, although she is still thrillingly beautiful, her mental state is very bad.
Zhang Heng was sure that she must be holding on.
If this continues, it won't be long before she falls.
The class ended quickly, and Zhang Heng got up directly and chased after him.
In terms of his character, he doesn't care about many things, but Xu Zhiqing is an exception.
Not to mention their direct entanglement, he can't accept Xu Zhiqing's breach of contract.
However, just as he was about to go out, he was blocked in the way.
It was still the same group of people, with their arms crossed, looking at him defiantly.
"Want to run?"
Zhang Heng frowned.
"Get out of here!"
As soon as they heard this, several people were annoyed, and one of the guys came up and was about to push.
A cold color crossed Zhang Heng's eyes, and when he was about to make a move, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Wait."
Yuan Ao walked over and said with a sneer.
This...
"Don't be rough at school, we're here to talk to Zhang Dashao today, don't make the smell of gunpowder so heavy."
Xu Zhiqing probably also noticed Zhang Heng's gaze, she was somewhat weak-hearted, and walked with sexy legs as soon as she got out of class, and the kung fu of this moment had disappeared.
What a nuisance, woman...
Zhang Heng sighed in his heart, but looked at Yuan Ao.
"I advise you, don't bother me."
Although he didn't want to worry too much about the ants, he wouldn't mind stomping them to death if they kicked them in the face sometimes.
"Damn, you really live in a dream, and you dare to talk to me like this?" Yuan was furious.
How many times? How many times has this been?
thought that after becoming the abandonment of the Zhang family, this kid should grovel to him, but who would have thought that he would become more arrogant.
"Brother, clean him up, I can't bear it anymore." Someone rolled up their sleeves.
"No, you can't do it at school, you have to find a valid reason." Yuan Ao looked at Zhang Heng coldly: "If you have a kind, don't run away from this afternoon's open class." "
It's clear that this guy is ready to make a fuss.
"I'll go." Zhang Heng nodded.
I took this opportunity to solve this troublesome guy, and it was always annoying.
After speaking, Zhang Heng walked out.
"How dare he come?" Looking at his back, someone asked.
"It's hard to say, this kid is crazy now." Yuan Ao said.
But in my heart, I had a feeling that he wouldn't run.
"No one can break their promise to me." Zhang Heng said in his heart.
He quickened his pace and weaved around the school building.
He rarely cares about people or things, so he always seems indifferent.
But the group of old friends in the immortal cultivation world knew how persistent Zhang Heng would be when he cared about people or things.
If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up.
In his mind, Xu Zhiqing ran away and the monk couldn't run to the temple, so if he went to her office, he would naturally find her.
Hui Zhiqing's office is on the fifth floor.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Heng heard the sound of a conversation between men and women.
"Zhiqing, you can't stop eating, this is the chicken soup I stewed with my own hands."
"Take it, I'm not interested!"
The first sentence is a male voice, which sounds a little familiar, and the second sentence is very cold, obviously Xu Zhiqing.
The office door was not closed, Zhang Heng walked to the door and watched.
"It turned out to be him." In the office sat a man.
Dressed in a suit, with short hair, a bronzed complexion, a beard, a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and an insulated box.
This person's name is He Liang, a celebrity in the school.
In the early years, he studied for a doctorate at the University of California, and only returned to China two years ago to become a visiting professor at Jinghai University.
He is handsome, knowledgeable, and most importantly, the family behind him is also prominent in Jinghai City.
There are three major families in Jinghai City, and the Luo family ranks first, because of Luo Tiancheng's special experience, the Luo family has always been clothed with a mysterious aura of the military.
The Zhang family was a standard big businessman, and the ancestors traveled south and north to amass a lot of wealth.
The He family, but it is a scholarly family, the ancestors of the past dynasties are the top literati, the Ming Dynasty entered the Hanlin Academy, and the Qing Dynasty was a prefect.
Therefore, it is conceivable that He Liang, the fifth diamond king, is naturally a sweet spot in the eyes of countless women.
But he fell in love with Xu Zhiqing at a glance and chased after him for two years, but unfortunately he never got his heart.
"He's really pitiful..." Zhang Heng looked at him with interest.
Xu Zhiqing has already made a marriage contract with the eldest brother of the loser, although she has not been through the door, but she has already lived in the Zhang family.
It's just that the news hasn't gotten out yet.
If he knows, I'm afraid it will be a big blow.
In the eyes of many people, including Zhang Heng, this guy is an infatuated species.
However, an unexpected scene happened next.
His hand was placed on Xu Zhiqing's shoulder and he said softly.
"Zhiqing, don't you know what I mean to you?"
Xu Zhiqing subconsciously struggled.
But he was very hard, just one hand, he couldn't move, he stared at Xu Zhiqing, leaned down, as if he wanted to kiss her.
"It's very lively."
Zhang Heng's eyes were cold, and he knocked on the door.