In the teahouse on the third floor.

The fine sunlight sprinkled on the hook fence made of bamboo, and one or two wisps fell on the edge of Yu Nuo's slightly hooked lips. The cold wind blew, and the white shawl draped on Yu Nuo's body fluttered away, as beautiful as a daughter of the last century.

Even now, she is a beautiful young lady.

There was a rare hint of anger on Murong's calm face, this was the first time she had seen an expression other than indifference on his face since she had known him for so long.

Yu Nuo thought it was funny, and he was actually angry.

Murong clenched the teacup with one hand, wanting to be angry but couldn't. He has too many scruples, and his upbringing makes him unable to be angry with women, but there is a fire burning in his heart, and he can't go if he can't come up, and he is so uncomfortable in his chest.

He glanced at Yu Nuo coldly, picked up the teacup, and drank the tea in the cup with his head held high.

Tea tasting was turned into drinking water by him, and with anger, he couldn't taste the wonder of fine tea.

Yu Nuo really couldn't help it this time, he put one hand on the table, his forehead against the back of his hand, and although it tried to restrain himself, one or two laughs ran into Murong's ears.

Murong Teng got up and turned around to leave, but was caught back by Yu Nuo.

"Do you think there is anything else I have to say to you?" said this, but Murong still sat back down.

Yu Nuo gathered his shawl and replied with a faint smile: "Yes." ”

Murong's forehead suddenly jumped, and he really underestimated the thickness of Yu Nuo's face.

This woman has a face that can turn all beings upside down in vain, but there is vicious blood flowing in her bones.

Bai Zhihan is afraid that he doesn't know that his secretary is the culprit who framed Su Xiaobai.

Murong admitted that to this day, he still can't forget Su Xiaobai, but he also agreed to let go. Murong is still a man of his word, he can do what he says, and his relationship with Su Xiaobai is maintained by him within the boundaries of friends.

Unexpectedly, because of his momentary soft-heartedness, Yu Nuo was given an opportunity.

Murong lowered his eyelids, and inadvertently let a sigh overflow his mouth.

"What's the matter? I blame myself?" Yu Nuo asked him with a smile as he propped his chin in his hands.

She took his mobile phone and sent that ambiguous text message, how could he not blame himself?

Murong glanced up at her, and in just a second, he quickly looked away. Thinking of what she had done, Murong had no intention of admiring her beauty.

"If you still have a little conscience, go and confess to Bai Zhihan yourself. "He wouldn't mind telling the truth himself if she didn't want to.

His only thought now is to return Su Xiaobai's innocence.

Hearing his words, Yu Nuo couldn't help laughing, and she asked in disbelief, "You asked me to confess? I heard you right, did I?" Murong, your idea is really peculiar. ”

Murong's brows furrowed, and his fists were even more clenched, and it could be seen that he was trying his best to restrain his anger.

This woman really doesn't know what to do, he gave her the stairs, but she didn't appreciate it.

With her, there is really no need to talk about it.

Murong stood up again, and before he could take a step, Yu Nuo quickly grabbed the hem of his clothes. The teacup placed on the table was gently swept by her white shawl, and after a few turns, the mouth of the cup fell in the direction of Murong.

For a while, the tea spread along the antique wooden table, wetting Murong's trousers.

Murong's eyes fell on his wet pants, and his brows furrowed tighter than before, as if he wanted to twist those two beautiful eyebrows into one.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. Yu Nuo immediately walked to Bai Zhihan's side, pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his trousers.

Murong pushed Yu Nuo away and walked towards the staircase without looking back.

"I didn't send the text message. Yu Nuo's voice sounded behind him.

Murong stopped all of a sudden, turned his head and looked at Yu Nuo: "What did you mean by that just now?"

Yu Nuo sat back in his place and took a sip of tea before slowly speaking: "I said that the text message was not sent by me." ”

Murong withdrew the foot he had stepped out of, walked back to his original position and sat down, and asked with a serious look, "Didn't you send it?"

Yu Nuo showed a dissatisfied look: "What's the matter with your skeptical tone, I said that I didn't send it, I don't believe you can check it." ”

What she said was reasonable, Murong had already found out the whole thing clearly, and he didn't let go of even a single detail. She asked him to check, and the result he found out was that she was holding his phone and sending that text message.

Murong sneered: "I've checked." ”

Yu Nuo grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, leaned forward, and asked him mysteriously, "Then have you found out?"

Murong met her eyes and said word by word: "It's you." ”

"No!" Yu Nuo's reaction was very intense: "I didn't send the text message, if it was me, I would admit it!"

"You just confessed. Murong reminded coldly.

Not only is she vicious, but she also doesn't have a very good memory. It had only been a few minutes since she said that, and she forgot it in a blink of an eye.

Yu Nuo turned his head and habitually bit his fingernails and muttered to himself: "Did I say that?"

Murong held his forehead helplessly, he didn't know why he was wasting his time on boring conversations with her. Now that he knew that she was the mastermind behind the scenes, he should immediately tell Bai Zhihan the truth.

Although he would stop her every time he wanted to leave, Murong knew that as long as he wanted to leave, no one could stop him.

"I'm sure I didn't send that text, you have to trust me. Yu Nuo suddenly grabbed Murong's hand, and his words were sincere, not like a fake.

"Why are you lying?" asked Murong with slightly squinted eyes.

Who else but her could touch his phone? All kinds of evidence pointed to her, and she admitted it herself, but she didn't even admit it.

"I'm not lying!" Yu Nuo accentuated.

Murong was deeply tired, he really didn't have the energy to deal with her.

He pulled Yu Nuo's hand away and said compromisedly: "Whatever you say, you know best whether you lied or not." ”

Dropping these words, he strode out of the teahouse. This time, Yu Nuo did not stop again.

Walking downstairs, Murong couldn't help but look up at the third floor. Yu Nuo lay on the hook railing, looking at him with a smile.

He opened the door, started the car, and the smooth body slowly slid onto the old bluestone pavement.

It wasn't until he could no longer see Murong's car that Yu Nuo withdrew his gaze.

She bet that even if Murong told Bai Zhihan the truth, he would not confess her.

Why did she lie, because only then could she see the playful expression on Murong's face.

She likes to see Murong being angry but restraining his forbearance from venting, and she likes to see his helpless appearance towards her.

I heard that Su Xiaobai was locked up in the villa, isn't this what she wants?

Yu Nuo hooked a sneer, and immediately took a sip of the fragrant tea in the teacup.