Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Tangtang made up her mind to let the beautiful sister be her aunt!

"Hey, do you think Mr. Xie is serious?" Xu Jiang gently pushed Xu Lin down with his elbow.

"What else? Such an obvious thing?" Xu Lin rolled his eyes at him, and quickly caught up with Xie Yanqing in front.

Mr. Xie didn't need to be pestered by the young lady these days. He took the initiative to pick up people in the studio on time at noon every day. His seriousness almost caught up with the time for work.

Although he hasn't done anything outrageous in front of that Miss Wen, based on his understanding of Mr. Xie over the years, he never does anything useless. Since he did it, it must have a purpose.

Lianli Studio

"Wen Rui, are you still leaving today?" Zhao Xiaoling packed her things and stopped in front of Tangtang's desk.

"Ms. Zhao, my beautiful sister will wait for uncle with me, you can go first!" Tangtang looked up at her, and her soft voice sounded in the quiet studio.

Zhao? Pretty sister? Zhao Xiaoling was heartbroken, didn't this little brat know that she and Wen Rui were classmates? One teacher at a time, she felt like she was getting old, she touched her face unconsciously, although she was not as beautiful as Wen Rui, but she was also the flower of their art department?

"Ah, that's it, do you need me to wait with you?"

Zhao Xiaoling had her own selfish motives. When she forgot to bring her things back to the studio a few days ago, she just happened to see Tangtang calling Uncle Mr. Xie from Jingdu. I don't know what I'm chatting with Wen Rui, but the atmosphere looks very harmonious.

Wen Rui is a down-and-out daughter, she carefully curry favor with Tangtang every day, she must want to climb up to Mr. Xie.

"Don't you have a part-time job this afternoon?" Wen Rui asked suspiciously, looking up at her.

Both of them were recommended by their tutors. Wen Rui is not familiar with her on weekdays, but they are both classmates. She knows a little bit about her basic situation.

Zhao Xiaoling gritted her teeth secretly, hating to death in her heart, she felt that Wen Rui was deliberately poking her sore spot in front of Tangtang, what right did she have to look down on her as a poor daughter?

"Beautiful sister, since Teacher Zhao wants to wait, let her wait with us."

Tangtang held her chin in her small hand, and her big watery eyes flickered under her arched eyebrows, showing a cute smile at Zhao Xiaoling.

Hey, what a pain in the head, another woman coveting her uncle, why don't these women give up and rush to be her aunt?

Do you think it will be useful to please her? Hmph, Tangtang pouted her little mouth, but she made up her mind to let the pretty sister be her aunt, and no one could cut off her beard. This Teacher Zhao wants to wait, so let her wait. I hope she can maintain her current elegance and calmness for a while.

Watching Wen Rui and Tangtang talking and laughing, Zhao Xiaoling stood there in embarrassment, she wanted to intervene, but this little kid ignored her, she couldn't help wondering if she did it on purpose?

When Xie Yanqing arrived, she saw that Wen Rui was being dragged and questioned by their troublesome little ancestor. There was no trace of impatience on her face. The girl had a smile on her face, and her elegant eyes were as gentle and peaceful as water, which calmed him down. That restless heart.

Zhao Xiaoling wore a pair of high hats today, because she had been standing for a long time, and her feet were sore and painful, but after thinking about it, if she could meet the rumored Mr. Xie today, the suffering she had suffered would be worth it .

The midday sun was shining brightly, and the sycamore leaves outside the window were scattered into the house. From the corner of Zhao Xiaoling's eyes, she saw a long figure printed on the gray floor.

She changed her mind, pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, turned around and shouted shyly, "Hello, Mr. Xie!"

There was no update yesterday, but I will make it up today, and there will be another update tonight

(end of this chapter)

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