The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Downstairs, Jiang Beiyu went down earlier than her, had already sat at the table, and even had the leisure to watch today's news on his mobile phone.

Su Nanzhi sat across from her as if giving up treatment, silent as a mute.

"By the way," Jiang Beiyu said suddenly, "The principal contacted me today, saying that he wanted to give me and some of your students who did well in the competition an interview on campus. Has anyone contacted you?"

Su Nanzhi didn't quite understand the meaning of this topic, but she still replied: "I have contacted, and I have an appointment for tomorrow."

"Oh," Jiang Beiyu told the principal the time he had finalized on WeChat, "Then let's go together."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

The chefs here are almost used to Su Nanzhi spending the night here from time to time, and they are not at all curious about the relationship between Su Nanzhi and Jiang Beiyu.

On the contrary, the uncle chef has a good relationship with Su Nanzhi, probably because this little girl really likes his cooking.

Jiang Beiyu remembered that when he sent Su Nanzhi back yesterday, she would rather be kissed by him than fall in love with him, and was a little depressed.

This is the first time Young Master Jiang has encountered such a situation in so many years. There are many women in Beijing who hate him, but many of them hate him because of love. Then one by one got angry and left.

It's embarrassing.

Jiang Beiyu had almost finished eating, and seeing that Su Nanzhi had almost finished eating, he asked, "Su Xiaozhi, are you in love?"

"Ahem..." Su Nanzhi choked on a mouthful of soy milk.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He took out two tissues and handed them to her, "Why is the reaction so big, it's not that I didn't prepare you mentally?"

Didn't we talk about it last night?

Su Nanzhi: "..."

"There's nothing wrong with falling in love with me, right?" Young Master Jiang summed up himself a little modestly, "First of all, I feel that objectively speaking, I'm really handsome."

Su Nanzhi: "..."

You are good looking and you are right.

"Secondly, my family is quite rich." Jiang Beiyu paused for a moment when he thought of his habit of gnawing on the old, and forced his respect, "Of course, I am not short of money myself."

"The most important point is that if you fall in love with me, you don't have to worry about me forgetting all kinds of important festivals. I will definitely remember them." Jiang Gaocai student Bei Yu is highly confident in his memory.

Su Nanzhi didn't know what to say.

In fact, a long time ago, she even wanted to spend the whole night staring at the man in front of her face to see if she could feel aesthetic fatigue.

Facts have proved that she is not tired of seeing two similar faces for so long.

Jiang Beiyu's gray hair hasn't faded yet. In the eyes of others, he may have changed his hairstyle on a whim.

It may be a wig, or it may be hair extensions and dyed hair.

Su Nanzhi was speechless for a moment.

"Teacher Jiang..." She tried to say something.

However, Jiang Beiyu interrupted her and said with a smile: "If you feel that I have been your teacher for a few months has caused you trouble, then you can stop calling me teacher now and call me Jiang Beiyu directly, or Brother Beiyu, I have no objection either."

Su Nanzhi: "?"

Su Nanzhi: "..."

In terms of the thickness of the skin, it is really amazing.

The two identities of teacher and student can actually bring some secret excitement, but the little girl doesn't like it, so Jiang Beiyu can only sigh regretfully.

However, he still asked: "Don't you think teacher//student//relationship is very exciting?"