Hold on

Entering the class is to get rid of him, I'm overjoyed. Rub the wrist where he's holding it...what is it? Where did this ring come from? I don't wear a ring, it's a couple ring. Simon, you die with me.

"Britt, look, you're famous!" I took Anne's phone and looked at it, it had a picture of a boy and a girl standing in front of the hospital. Male student with neat brown hair. The female student has an active ponytail. Oh my god, it's me and Simon. Eating photos is scary. Below the picture, there is also a small italic text: Heir to a multinational corporation Simon Howard holds his girlfriend's hand in front of the hospital. And then there's the jumble of words made up by idle journalists.

At that time, I knew he was the son of a rich family, but I did not expect that he was the only son of a corporation or something, I knew that I was not alone for three years. Sticking to this kind of guy, I added a reputation. At the end of the online newspaper page is the line: investig