The next day was another fine day, the autumn sun was shining, and the early morning air was a drifting white mist. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Today's fog is very thick, and Ye Jiaqi is walking on the way to the campus wrapped in an orange scarf.

After the night, her mood calmed down a lot.

It was like nothing had happened last night, she hadn't made a cake and hadn't been to time.

Everything is as calm as water.

Yesterday she missed an afternoon of class, and she came to the classroom early in the morning to make up for her notes.

Sometimes I feel like I'm really stupid, and I can't grow smart with a trench.

In the morning, students bring newspapers to the classroom.

Because there are many international students from China in the class, when they are not in class, they like to chat about domestic news and gossip while reading newspapers.

In addition, they are all journalism majors, and they like to dig up gossip.

Ye Jiaqi sat in the back row of the classroom, bowing his head to make up notes.

But the voices of boys discussing the news behind him still came one after another-

"Isn't this Han Yurou, who won the 'Miss World' championship last year?"

"Really? It's true, worthy of being a champion, with a really good figure and a lot of temperament. ”

"That beauty pageant is still a bit golden."

"I heard that she is the daughter of the Minister of National Security in Beijing? True or fake? ”

"It can't be fake, it can't be fake. Miss Han is indeed a fake red 'third' generation, but Miss Han has a big background and never makes any negative news. ”

"Also, people are not in the entertainment industry. I heard that I won this award or went to play casually, but I didn't know that I won a championship. ”

"Is this scandal true or false?" A boy pointed to the newspaper, "Miss Han celebrates her boyfriend's birthday?" ”

"You don't know that!" A boy from Beijing said, "I heard that Han Yurou had a boyfriend before I came to study abroad, and the background is also very big, but I vaguely heard that the news is unclear." ”

"It's a pity not to enter the entertainment industry if it's so beautiful."

"I'll see." The boy flipped through the newspaper, "The man is the president of the empire in the financial world?" Net worth 100 billion? Who is it? ”

"The candid shooting technique of this photo is too poor, I can't see it clearly, and the man is very low-key."

A few boys chattered and discussed, more enthusiastically than the girls.

Ye Jiaqi took the pen and paused.

She suddenly turned around and snatched their newspapers!

"Hey, classmate Ye, why did you rob our newspaper?!"

However, they don't care about girls, they just think that Ye Jiaqi's gossip heart is quite strong, and they can listen to them while taking notes.

Ye Jiaqi flipped to the photo they said-

It is indeed a candid photo, a manor, where men and women go in and out of pairs.

It was a candid photo at night, and the woman was photographed on the side of her face, and she was easily recognized as Han Yurou.

The man was only photographed in the back.

It's just that this back, Ye Jiaqi is very familiar.

She didn't know how familiar she was with a man she had known for sixteen years, probably - when he raised his hand, she could know what he was going to do.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were a shallow haze, and the stunned look on his face stayed for two or three seconds before returning to calm.

"Jiaji, you're interested in these too?"

Ye Jiaqi returned the newspaper to them: "I'm not interested." ”

"Don't lie, why are you robbing our newspaper if you're not interested?"

"Just wanted to see how to write gossip news."

After speaking, Ye Jiaqi turned his head.

The boy behind him didn't stop, giggling and discussing.