Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 705 I'll marry someone who owns a tank!
"Miss Yi, have you never seen the study of an ordinary person?"

Chen's mocking voice came from the side, breaking the golden silence.

Gege glanced at him with some displeasure, seemingly feeling that he had talked too much.

After a while, Yi Baoyu replied irritably, "I haven't been to other boys' study rooms, but they shouldn't smell this bad."

"Where does it stink!"

It's not so bad to say it's messy, but to say it stinks is a bit hurtful to one's self-esteem. Chen explained, "The air doesn't circulate well when the door is closed."

"Anywhere a boy has slept smells!"

Princess didn't care about saving face at all, and said bluntly, "The room my dad slept in smelled worse than yours."

Seeing that Chairman Yi had been dragged into this mess, Chen felt a little better.

However, Princess Gege's words were somewhat arbitrary.

She didn't know that years later there was a creature called "Little Male Girls," who were said to not only not smell bad, but were even fragrant and soft, nicknamed "Organic Sweet Girls."

How is the old man doing?

Chen started a conversation by finding a topic to discuss.

"It's still the same as always. He occasionally has a brief moment of consciousness, but he can't speak."

Mentioning her grandfather, Yi Baoyu sighed and picked up a Dragon Ball comic book from her desk.

After reading a few pages, she said with a hint of disdain, "You used to read this kind of boring stuff in high school too?"

"I enjoy watching it now."

Chen thought that when girls didn't understand the shock of "Sun Wukong transforming into Super Saiyan 1", the whole world of comics paled in comparison.

"is it?"

Upon hearing this, Gege lowered her head and carefully flipped through the pages again, as if trying to find the reason why even Chen Zhe was interested in these black and white lined pictures.

Long eyelashes cast fine shadows in the sunlight, and those eyes, which always held an air of arrogance and superiority, also shimmered with childlike curiosity.

Chen felt a pang in his heart again, then continued chatting about everyday things, but went a little deeper: "Minister Yi must be very busy at the end of the year."

"Ah."

Without looking up, Gege said, "I haven't seen my third uncle for several days either; he's been busy with New Year's greetings everywhere."

"That's how leaders are at the end of the year."

Chen smiled and asked, "...How have your blind dates been lately?"

"Ok?"

Gege paused for a moment, then a familiar look of impatience flashed across her face. She slammed the comic book in her hand down and said, "Why are you bringing up these troublesome things!"

"Ouch..."

Chen frowned and bent over, as if he had been injured.

"Pack!"

Gege watched coldly. She hadn't used much force, so she didn't believe Chen was that weak.

If you're really that weak, you might as well stop flirting with girls!

"Heh heh... You saw right through me."

Chen stood up with an awkward smile.

"Humph!"

Gege pouted, and the room fell silent again.

However, as Gege reached out to tidy her sideburns, a hint of relief subtly appeared on her thin lips.

This is the first time I've spent time with this jerk since I met him... Hmm... It feels kind of sweet...

Yi Baoyu thought to himself calmly.

The living room suddenly fell silent for some reason. Even Uncle Chen, who always had a loud voice, seemed to have suddenly become "gentle" and spoke in a soft voice.

Gege didn't care about that. She pointed to several trophies in the bookshelf and asked, "What are those?"

Chen rubbed his chest; the blow had indeed hurt a bit. Perhaps only Yi Gege could ask the "victim" questions so matter-of-factly after "injuring someone."

"Trophy for physics and math competitions in high school."

Chen said.

"Oh."

Gege nodded.

She didn't attend junior or senior high school in China and didn't understand the domestic education system, but in a hotel in Shanghai, she heard Chen recount his high school experiences with the vixen Xiao Bingkuai.

Yi Baoyu suddenly thought how wonderful it would have been if the scene of smashing the books had happened in the classroom.

The early summer breeze billowed the beige curtains, and chalk dust from the teacher's desk drifted down gently. I was wearing the same blue and white school uniform as him, and angrily threw my comic book at his back, watching him grimace...

A hint of longing flashed across Gege's face, but she was also inexplicably a little jealous. She deliberately asked, "I forgot to ask last time, since you had such good grades in high school, did any girls like you?"

"I really don't know." Committee Member Chen shrugged and said, "Others who have crushes on someone won't tell me, but I really liked Yu Xian back then, and having her was enough."

"Little vixen?"

Hearing the scoundrel's heartless reply, Gege's fantasy came to an abrupt end.

I'm looking forward to going to the same school as you!
You were actually thinking about other girls!

dog man!
"gone back!"

With a forceful push, Gege stood up off the bed and coldly pushed Chen away.

"Going back so soon?"

Chen paused for a moment, then said, "Have lunch before you leave."

"Don't eat."

Gege turned her head and glared at the scoundrel: "I'm going back to my blind date right now, to marry a guy whose family owns a tank, and then I'll have my husband blow you to bits with a cannon!"

As she spoke, she had already placed her hand on the doorknob, and with a "click," the slightly chilly air from the living room outside whistled into the bedroom.

"Really leaving?"

Chen was somewhat surprised, thinking that Gege was throwing a tantrum.

"Tch! You think I'm trying to scare you?"

Gege had already stepped out, glanced at the living room, and said, "Platoon Leader Zhuang, let's go back!"

"Yes!"

Lieutenant Zhuang immediately stood up and jogged after him.

Chen suddenly regretted it. He should have known better than to be so talkative. This was Princess Yi, and she could really cause him a lot of trouble.

Everyone in the living room was stunned.

The moment Yi Baoyu came out, Chen Peisong looked up and stared at him.

"It is indeed her."

After seeing it clearly, Old Chen's heart skipped a beat.

Chen Peisong initially treated his son's mobile phone launch event as just a routine business activity and didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, the Youmi phone became an instant hit, and the "host of the press conference, Ms. Yi" also became the focus of everyone's discussion.

Or you could say that the Yumi phone became so popular so quickly because "the host of the press conference was Ms. Yi".

There were rumors that she was from the "Yi family in Beijing," but Chen Peisong couldn't get close to that level. Secretary-General Lin of the Municipal Party Committee, with whom he had a good relationship, had given him a vague hint, but he didn't dare to say anything too explicit.

Old Chen had sounded out his son, who neither denied the other's identity nor confirmed the rumors of a close relationship between the Yi family and Su Hui, only saying it was "friendly support."

"Friendly support" is a descriptive term that can be interpreted in various ways. In previous ribbon-cutting ceremonies, many vice-ministerial level leaders attended the event, but this does not necessarily indicate anything.

Therefore, Chen Peisong kept it in mind, but didn't dwell on it.

But as soon as Lieutenant Zhuang mentioned it, Chen Peisong immediately connected all the identities. However, this princess of the Yi family was wearing a white suit and had her hair up in a bun in the press conference photos.

Today she was wearing a casual denim jacket, with her long hair draped lazily over her shoulders.

In addition, since Lao Chen didn't attend the press conference in person, I didn't recognize him at first glance.

Upon seeing the "noble lady" reappear in the living room, Chen Peisong put on a smiling face and was about to greet her again.

He analyzed that the relationship between the Yi family and Su Hui must be unusual, otherwise why would the Yi family princess come to their door looking for her son?

But the result was...

The "noble lady" was walking towards the door with a stern face.

Chen Peisong's eyelids twitched uncontrollably twice.

What's wrong with my son?

Is this person someone you can easily offend?

But later, Old Chen discovered something even more amiss.

Seeing that he couldn't stop her no matter what he did, Chen simply grabbed Miss Yi's wrist and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I misspoke, please don't be angry..."

"Let go!"

Miss Yi's expression remained displeased, but her gaze involuntarily fell on the two people's clasped hands.

The corners of his tightly closed mouth relaxed almost imperceptibly.

"Huh? Oh no, oh no..."

Old Chen has such a sharp eye, of course he didn't miss this little detail.

But his heart was plummeting as if he were on a drop tower.

This is clearly a young couple arguing, apologizing, and making up.

If that's the case, it's better to offend them outright!
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