Congratulations Song only felt a fiery gaze staring at him.
Returning to my seat, before my buttocks were warmed up, I heard the voices of female students who were infatuated.
"My husband is back, so handsome! I really want to go up and strike up a conversation with him, but I dare not, he looks so cold."
"Li Ge is so handsome, my friends are asking me if I want to take a photo with him, so I took a photo of him and posted it on Weibo, which instantly gained more than 100,000 followers."
"Yes! Yes! My Weibo has also gained followers. A big star is worthy of being a big star. It's just walking mobile traffic."
"As long as we get closer to Li Ge, maybe we can also become stars."
"What's so great about being a star, I want to be Mrs. He! From now on, everyone don't call me Zhang Caiyi, just call me Mrs. He."
"You shameless woman! Do people think of you? You still call yourself Mrs. He? You are not worthy to lift shoes for He Lige."
"That's right, I am Mrs. He, and the children I will give birth to my husband will definitely be better than blue."
The girls whispered lol.
He Lige is not used to this kind of discussion. When he was filming in the film crew, he was often surrounded by fans. Every woman came up to strike up a conversation with him, either for contact information or for a group photo. His life has reached its peak. But I don't like this peak.
Compared with the attention of the public, he wants to be an ordinary person in a low-key manner.
All the girls in the class focused on him, discussing and taking photos and videos.
Only Yan Lingxue who was sitting by the window was not interested in him, she quietly looked at the scenery outside the window, she covered all the loneliness on her face and hid it in her heart.
Her cold and charming side face is like the silver moonlight hanging high in the night sky. The breeze blows through her hair, giving people the vision of a peerless goddess.
He Lige was deeply attracted by her beauty and temperament, until he remembered how the other party laughed at him, he gave up the obsession, and cursed secretly: "It's just a stinky woman, it's not worth my troubles!"¡ª¡ª
night.
Go back to He's house.
Lin Mei told He Lige that at 8:30, his fianc¨¦e would come to visit at home and asked him to dress up and communicate with her.
This is a commercial marriage, the purpose is to make money, for the future of the family, He Lige did not reject this marriage.
He knew very well that marrying a strange woman was just a play on the occasion, and it would not be too late to divorce after earning money.
Inside the room.
In front of the dressing table.
He Qiaoqiao and He Yiyi carefully dressed him up, did haircuts, put on light makeup, and found a set of domineering suits for him to change into.
Nearly 8:30, the woman had arrived at He's house, and the servants knocked on the door to inform He Lige, and He Lige followed the servants to the hall with anxiety in his heart.
However, what he didn't expect was that before he entered the hall, he saw a very annoying and attractive woman sitting on the sofa.
This person is none other than Yan Lingxue.
Seeing Yan Lingxue come to his home, his eyeballs almost fell out, he ran up quickly, pointed at her, and said in disbelief: "You! Why are you here?"
The corner of Yan Lingxue's mouth hooked slightly, and she smiled charmingly: "Can't you?"
Lin Mei on the side saw her and clapped her hands in surprise: "Son? Do you know her?"
The mood of He Lige was the same as eating mixed flavors. It was not a good taste. The whole handsome face turned red immediately, and he said excitedly: "It's not just that I know her! She is from our class!"
Lin Mei pulled him, pushed him in front of Yan Lingxue, and said with a smile: "So it's a classmate! It's really fate, let me introduce you, she is your fiancee, you must get along well."
After finishing speaking, she gave the servants a wink, and the servants retreated unanimously.
When she was done, she also walked away with a smile, leaving only He Lige and Yan Lingxue in the living room. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com