On the green lawn, there was an unprecedentedly grand wedding.

Tens of thousands of guests under the stage all moved toward the round main stage in the middle.

On the main stage, a priest in black was solemnly announcing the main lines of today's wedding.

"Beautiful, elegant, lovely, and elegant Miss Song, are you willing to marry Mr. Ning Weixi and follow him for the rest of your life, regardless of..."

"I do!"

Before the priest could finish his lines, Song Xiaosha blurted out, as if she was afraid that others would go back on their words.

"Song Xiaosha, you're willing to do that!" A blackboard wipe and a roar rang out in the quiet classroom.

Song Xiaoai was suddenly knocked unconscious. For some reason, she looked around in confusion and found that she was in the class. Everything that had happened just now was just a dream.

Xia Yiyi, who was sitting at the same table, put her hand on her forehead, as if she didn't want him to know her.

The teacher was taking the exam. As soon as she took the exam, she suddenly said, "I'm willing." "If you get a high score, you can do it if you want, but you..."

"You gave me 48 points, but you still said to me shamelessly that you were willing? Song Xiaosha, are you ashamed? Call your parents over tomorrow!" Obviously, the head teacher was so angry that she lost her mind. "It's okay that you didn't do well in the exam, but you even blurted out that I was willing to do it? I'd like to see how she would do it!"

It wasn't until then that she realized that she was giving out a test paper...

She stared gloomily at the big 48 marks on the exam paper in front of her. Why did she only get this little score? She felt that she had done the right thing!

"Say, what can't you say? Why do you have to say that I'm willing? This is terrible, isn't it?" Xia Yiyi said as she tidied up her bag and looked at her.

Song Xiaoyou leaned on the table powerlessly. It was fine if she didn't say that, but when she said this, she became even more depressed.

"You don't know. Just a little bit more and I'll be able to fulfill my dream. If teacher's blackboard is thrown later, it'll be his turn to say that I'm willing..." Song Xiaoyou's face was full of yearning, and her big eyes curved into crescent moons.

"That's right. Once I'm done, we can have a wedding night." Xia Yiyi's face was full of contempt. After three years with her classmate, who didn't know what her greatest wish was?

"That's right, that's right..." Song Xiaoai's eyes were red and full of love when she heard that.

"Song Xiaoyin, you're shameless! That's your uncle!" Xia Yiyi could not stand it anymore.

"What uncle? My mother is not my grandfather's biological daughter!" Song Xiaoai snorted.

Such a conversation lasted from the first year of high school to the third year of high school. Fortunately, she and Xia Yiyi were still in the same class.

Xia Yiyi shook her head helplessly. She had thought that Song Xiaoai was just a fangirl. Who would have thought that after so many years, she would still be obsessed with that handsome uncle of hers?

It was said that Song Xiaosha had met her Prince Charming when she was 12 years old. According to her own words, with just a glimpse of him, she had instantly fallen in love with him. All her goals were set as the Prince Charming's role model, and everything was in line with him.

When she was 16 years old, not only did she not fall in love with someone else, but she had also set her goal on a higher level. She was determined to win the heart of the Prince Charming for the rest of her life.

Although Xia Yiyi had never seen that handsome uncle before, she heard that he was ten years older than Song Xiaosha. He was already an old man. What kind of charm did he have? No matter how handsome he was, how could he be more handsome than Lin Yuyang in the next class?

Not only was he good-looking, but he also had a high IQ and a high family background. In short, he had all kinds of good conditions.

There were so many girls in the school who were obsessed with him. There was only one of them, and she was always talking about her uncle.

"You'd better solve the problem of your parents tomorrow." Xia Yiyi packed up her bag, got up, and went straight out.

Song Xiaoai paused for two or three seconds, then stuffed a few books into her bag and hurried out.

"Yiyi, are you serious? Do you really want your parents to come?" She grabbed Xia Yiyi's arm and a nervous look appeared on her delicate face.

Xia Yiyi glanced at her. "What do you think? Don't you see that teacher is so angry that he's smoking on the top of his head?"

Song Xiaoai was suddenly in a dilemma. If her parents knew that she got such a small score, they would beat her to death!

"Can't you call your uncle here?" Xia Yiyi knew what she was struggling about. She quickly rubbed her arms and said to her.

"Uncle? No, no, I can't. I'll let him know that she got such a little in the exam. It's so embarrassing."

However, she still felt that life-saving was more important than losing face.

Half an hour later, under the big parasol tree under the dormitory building, Song Xiaoxing called her uncle, Ning Huacheng.

Although she usually thought about him, she was still very nervous when talking to him. She was so nervous that her hands, which were holding the phone, were trembling slightly, and her palms were sweating.

Her cell phone rang many times, and the other end of the phone was picked up. Hearing the calm, wise, and magnetic voice of Ning Weixi alone, her heart beat faster.

"Uncle, uncle? Are you free at night?" she stammered.

"What's the matter?" Ning Huacheng did not answer her, but simply asked. There was a voice coming from his side. He was probably busy.

"Oh, I, I want to treat you to a meal," Song Xiaoyin said guiltily. At this moment, she felt that there were a few words written on her face: "There's nothing to do, there's nothing to be done." Fortunately, the other party couldn't see it, so she couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

While he was still worried about whether he would agree or not, Ning Weixi suddenly replied, "What time are you going to finish class? I'll pick you up."

"Ah, there's no need. I can go by myself. I'll send you the address later," Song Xiaoxue said hurriedly. This time, she was not stuttering. After that, she hung up the phone immediately. It was nothing. She was afraid that he would go back on his word.

As soon as she thought of the word regret, she thought of the dream in the class. She actually dreamed that she had married him. How could her mood be so wonderful?

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt something hit her head.

She rubbed her head and glared at him. "Xia Yiyi, what are you doing?"

Xia Yiyi, who was sitting by the window upstairs, looked at her with a smile as she ate peanuts. "Let me remind you. The sky is still bright. Stop daydreaming."

Looking at how infatuated she was, she must be thinking about her handsome uncle again.

She ignored her and turned to walk towards the dormitory building.

After about two hours in the dormitory, she finally chose to wear a simple white T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Then she hurried out of the dormitory and ran to the door.

At about five o'clock in the morning, the school gate was open. People went in and out of the school gate one after another, and a long row of cars was parked in front of the gate.

Xiao Ran took out her phone from her pocket as she ran. Before she could even look at her phone, she bumped into someone.

"Student, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" She touched the man's body and said to herself, "If there's nothing else, I'll go first!"

So, she ran to the school gate while looking at her mobile phone. If it was any later, she would miss a bus.

The student who had been knocked down stared blankly at the person who had suddenly disappeared. He touched his chest, which had been randomly touched by her just now, with his hand. With a slight smile on his cold and handsome face, he lifted his leg and walked forward.

As soon as she ran out of the school gate, she heard someone calling her. "Xiao Ran!"