Chapter 268 A Zheng Meets Mu Nianqing Again
Luo Zheng frowned, and noticed that the young man was looking at him with tenderness, shyness, and affection.
For a time, instead of feeling happy, I felt weird.
Can Xi Mubai have... feelings for himself? Oh, he must have read it wrong, his sweetheart is Mu Nianqing!
Mu Nianqing——
Luo Zheng looked around, the banquet has started, and Mu Nianqing must be nearby!
"Luo Zheng, your neck... what's the matter?"
Suddenly, Xi Mubai asked.
As soon as he arrived here, he noticed that the girl was wearing a white silk handkerchief around her neck, which was very out of place.
At this moment, because the two were close to each other, he noticed that the skin under Sipa had some marks on it, as if he had suffered some kind of injury.
"It's okay, it's none of your business!"
Luo Zheng Rudai frowned and said this casually.
Hearing the girl's perfunctory expression, Xi Mubai's eyes dimmed slightly, and when she saw the girl turned to leave, she couldn't help but grab it: "Luo Zheng, where are you going?"
After speaking for a while, realizing that he was too concerned, he couldn't help but explain: "The banquet has already started, you are my female companion, and you should accompany me to the first dance."
It is true that when the Gu family banquet started, accompanied by the melodious music, many people were entering the dance floor in pairs.
Luo Zheng was in a moody mood. The reason why he promised Xi Mubai to be his female companion at the banquet was that he wanted to slap Mu Nianqing together, not to dance!
"After the first dance, I'll introduce a friend to you..."
Thinking about the accidental encounter with Mu Nianqing not long ago, Xi Mubai said this.
Luo Zheng looked back, a little puzzled, and listened to the young man's serious explanation: "I heard before that you made a bet with the head teacher. Luo Zheng, don't be impatient, your studies are too poor, I really want to be admitted to a better university, you need to be early Make-up lessons! The friends I introduced have excellent studies and can be your tutors..."
"Xi Mubai, are you too busy?"
Luo Zheng suddenly interrupted and asked such a question.
Immediately, thinking about the red wine he drank, his red lips curled slightly: "If you have time to mind your own business, it is better to take care of yourself!"
After saying a word, she shook off the young man's hand, looking very impatient.
Xi Mubai was repeatedly rejected, giving birth to a little unpleasantness: "Luo Zheng, you..."
"Mu Nianqing!!!"
The unfinished words were interrupted by Luo Zheng, and the always soft voice was a bit sharp.
Just look, she widened her eyes and stared at a place in front of her.
Following her gaze, she glanced at a white figure, it was Mu Nianqing!
Xi Mubai was puzzled and couldn't help but say, "Mu Nianqing, do you know each other? What a coincidence, the friend I want to introduce to you is also her."
Luo Zheng listened, the blood all over her body solidified a little bit, she tilted her head and glanced at Xi Mubai, and her hatred was undisguised.
Introduce Mu Nianqing as your own tutor? Really "honoured"!
"Luo Zheng, are you... alright?"
The girl's smile faded, her face was pale and bloodless, and there was only extreme hatred, which was shocking.
In just a moment, she has completely changed, and she has gone through the vicissitudes of life.
"Ah--"
For a moment, Luo Zheng lowered his head and chuckled, revealing endless desolation, sadness, and despair.
Then, caught off guard, she decided to turn around and ran to where Mu Nianqing was.
"Luo Zheng—"
Xi Mubai only came to call, but the girl didn't stop.
Without hesitation, he quickly followed.
At the same time, he didn't know what the illusion was, and he noticed that his body suddenly became weak and soft, giving birth to a faint feeling of heat.
As a last resort, he had to loosen his tie and try to dissipate some heat.
Then, ignoring the strange feeling in his body and staring at the girl's back, he continued to catch up.
2 More will be delivered, the next chapter will be around 8:00 p.m., okay?