Chapter 766 Forgot to Do Homework
Murong assumes that Mu Zi will want to escape.
In fact, this idea is a bit absurd. Muzi lives a two-point and one-line life at school and home, which is very regular. No matter where she goes, there are traces to follow. to go everywhere.
Unless, she doesn't even want this identity, and she also gives up the opportunity to go to the Judicial Training Institute!
how can that be possible?
Becoming a prosecutor has been her wish for two lifetimes.
Murong Cheng is very aware of this, but he still feels uneasy, this feeling... This feeling is like returning to the first time between him and her, monitoring, following, coercing, controlling every move, as if not firmly grasped in the palm of his hand , she will fly away at any time.
Although he also knew that violence would make her feel disgusted, but Murong Cheng, who was used to this way, couldn't think of a better way than violence.
Leave quietly and give her time and space to calm down? ...Are there still not many such plots in TV dramas? Either party in the couple, as long as they propose to separate temporarily and calm down, the final result will be a complete separation!
Thinking of this, Murong Cheng's mood would be terrible!
Wang Zhan was worried on the other end of the phone, and persuaded: "Master, our people have already gone to Xianghai City one after another, and there are not many people left. If we transfer some to the school, the defense around you will be weakened. What's more, if there is any movement on your side, if the Thirteenth Young Master finds out, Miss Mu will be exposed, and the loss outweighs the gain."
Huo Zheng, who lost his memory, didn't know that Huo Rong's second identity was Murong Cheng.
Now Murong Cheng is at a disadvantage compared to Huo Zheng. If Huo Zheng finds out about monitoring Mu Zi, Murong Cheng will become very passive.
Murong Cheng thought about it for a while, but in the end he was still worried, and said: "Find two reliable people, and don't let her notice."
Wang Zhan had no choice but to do so, sighed, and told Murong Cheng: "Today, Thirteenth Young Master met with some old uncles and talked for a long time in the ward. Our people were all dismissed, and even Miss Huo Lin was not allowed to attend... …By the way, Miss Holly has asked you to meet at night."
"Understood." Murong Cheng responded lightly, and hung up the phone.
At this time, the school bell rang, and the students who hadn't had time to step into the school gate rushed in, and the surroundings quickly became empty.
Murong Cheng sat in the car and closed his eyes for a nap, rested for a while, and drove away.
...
After Mu Zi entered the classroom, he rang the bell not long after.
There is no teacher in the morning self-study, the students read books and do the questions, and some are reciting the text in a low voice.
Mu Zi was not in the mood today, holding the textbook, he didn't read a word for a long time.
Zhuang Jia winked at Mu Zi, "Zi Zi, Zi Zi..."
Mu Zi turned to look at her with a confused expression.
"Lend me to copy your homework, I forgot to do it!" Zhuang Jia clasped his hands together and bowed to her flatteringly.
Muzi's thoughts wandered back to the school, and she muttered embarrassingly: "I forgot to do it too..."
Zhuang Jia's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't believe that there are times when a top student forgets to study?
Taking advantage of the absence of the self-study teacher, the two asked Jiang Zhinuan for help. Jiang Zhinuan angrily took out the homework and complained in a low voice: "You two are going too far. You will go abroad after a year, and the other has already been admitted to the school. You don’t have to worry about your final grades, do you? You don’t even do your homework, I didn’t finish until twelve o’clock last night..."
The two seized the time to copy their homework, and it was time to hand it in when the self-study was over.
Zhuang Jia is okay, I just forgot the math homework, and it will be done in a while.
But Mu Zi was far behind. In addition to mathematics and Chinese, there was also an 800-word English composition, which could not be copied. In the end, he had to honestly admit his mistakes to the English teacher.