Text Chapter 112: Good intentions do bad things
Yan Qingruo seemed to be riding a tiger now, because she couldn't answer either no or yes, so she had to smile awkwardly.
"Look, that's what I mean, Miss Yan is shy, in fact, this covetousness is a very normal thing, men can love women's hue, and women can naturally love men's hue, we can't double standard, right?"
Gu Mingyuan thought that Yan Qing would be shy because she was in her heart, and in order to enlighten her and lead the majority of women to emancipate their minds, Gu Mingyuan added the words of enlightenment later.
It's okay now, Yan Qingruo just wanted to go into the crack in the ground by his two words, what kind of greed for hue, why should I just be distracted? This made her convict of coveting Chu Mu's beauty, and she was really angry with Yan Qingruo.
Her lips were pursed together in anger and embarrassment, and her little face took on a cute look.
"Actually, I was just distracted just now, but my eyes happened to move to Mr. Chu's face, so there was a misunderstanding just now. I'm sorry to bother you. ”
"Look, what did I just say? Miss Yan Sure enough, ahhahaha, she still has a crush on us Mr. Chu, otherwise why would you look at his face and get distracted? ”
Gu Mingyuan seemed to have caught some trick, the righteous words just now were sent in the snow, but now he didn't let her feel better, Yan Qingruo faced such a rough and nervous Gu family brother, it really seemed that there was no other way except to shake his head helplessly.
Now, Gu Mingyuan still looked at Yan Qingruo expectantly, hoping that Yan Qingruo could admit that he liked Chu Mu, so that he could prove that he was right. Yan Qingruo felt that Gu Mingyuan's nickname should not only be called Gossip Insulator, but should be called a frighteningly low EQ.
"Okay, Brother Gu, you're right, I just have a crush on Mr. Chu, Mr. Chu is such an excellent person and handsome, who can not like him? I'm afraid that the women of our Jiangcheng like him, right? ”
Yan Qingruo had no choice but to admit it and echo him, she knew that if she didn't admit it again, Gu Mingyuan would probably continue to get to the bottom of it.
At this time, everyone present began to gossip, but because of Chu Mu's presence, no one dared to say it out loud, so they could only mumble quietly below.
Yan Qingruo saw Chu Mu in a blink of an eye, and found that Chu Mu was also looking at him, his eyes were still so deep, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking look.
"Qingruo, why don't you give a toast to Mr. Chu? I just lost my temper and made amends to Mr. Chu. Yan Zhengqing cleared his throat and ordered.
However, the fact is that when Chu Mu heard Yan Zhengqing's order, his brows furrowed slightly and invisibly. Instinctively, he didn't like others to order Yan Qingruo to do things, even if that person was her biological father.
Yan Qingruo got Yan Zhengqing's order, got up and poured wine for Chu Mu, and when she got up, she accidentally caught a glimpse of Li Aili who was looking at her with an angry face.
Yan Qingruo unconsciously thought that Li Aili and Yan Zhixin were still a little worse than each other, at least in front of everyone, Yan Zhixin would not lose her temper like her, if Li Aili and Yan Zhixin's roles were reversed, Yan Zhixin would definitely look at Yan Qingruo with a smile as she poured wine for Chu Mu, and maybe she would take the initiative to help pick up Chu Mu's wine glass.
"Mr. Chu, I have made amends for your gaffe just now, I hope you have a lot of them, don't worry about me, a little woman."
As she spoke, Yan Qingruo took her wine glass to clink glasses with Chu Mu, but what made her angry was that Chu Mu actually automatically removed her hand, letting Yan Qingruo, who stretched out the cup, touch the air.
Although this was just a small action, Yan Qingruo knew that everyone sitting was watching it, and even some people had a look of disdain on their faces.
Yan Qingruo, who was put on the table by Chu Mu again, didn't care, anyway, she had seen a lot of Chu Mu who was so uncertain, so she didn't bother with him at all, and after she raised her head and took a sip of the red wine in the cup, she said to Chu Mu: "Mr. Chu, I'm done, you are free." ”
As she spoke, she stood up again, picked up the red wine bottle and walked to Gu Mingyuan's seat, she poured Gu Mingyuan a glass of wine, filled it for herself, and then raised her glass to him and said, "Mr. Gu, this cup is for you, you are the elder brother of Mr. Gu, that is, my brother, and thank you for your righteous words just now." Saying that, Yan Qingruo suddenly paused, leaned forward to Gu Mingyuan, and whispered to him in her ear: "Although you really thought wrong just now. ”
Gu Mingyuan looked at Yan Qingruo with a smile on her face in surprise, he didn't expect that this girl seemed to be innocent, but she still had such a sultry side. Sultry indeed. Gu Mingyuan felt that his little heart was provoked by Yan Qingruo's action just now, and he almost stopped beating.
"Miss Yan is serious, I, Gu, just said what I really thought in my heart." Gu Mingyuan looked at Yan Qingruo and said.
He retracted his heart, and also withdrew his eyes staring at Yan Qingruo nakedly, he warned himself that what he liked was Yan Zhixin, and he couldn't think about her sister differently, besides, Yan Qingruo still liked Chu Mu, not him at all, and his brother again.
As for Yan Qingruo's explanation just now, Gu Mingyuan only thought that she was a girl with thin skin and shame, so he repeatedly clarified to himself.
When Yan Qingruo walked back to her position, she clearly felt that Chu Muna had turned into an aura that had turned into ten thousand years of ice. In fact, she deliberately toasted Gu Mingyuan just now, she just didn't want to be toyed with by Chu Mu, who was she, she was Yan Qingruo, if anyone made her unhappy, she would inevitably make the other party unhappy.
Yan Zhengqing on the other side of her also looked quite unkind, as if a fire was about to come out of his head.
Chu Mu gave her too much power tonight, and she didn't even have anything to find fault with, Yan Qingruo felt that it was unbearable, although now she was sandwiched between icebergs and volcanoes, and she was not comfortable, but so what, anyway, instead of making herself uncomfortable alone, it was better to let everyone feel uncomfortable together.
"Mr. Yan, you are really a good goddaughter, and your two daughters are so good."
At this time, Li Aili's mother looked at Yan Zhengqing with a mocking expression, although she was praising him, but anyone with a discerning eye could hear that she was nakedly sarcastic.
"I don't know how Yan always trains his daughter, otherwise he will teach us experience?"
"Hmph, Mr. Yan's training method is not something that ordinary people can learn."
Since Li Aili's mother started the topic, everyone has been sarcastic about Yan Zhengqing sentence by sentence, and sarcastic Yan Qingruo with guns and sticks by the way.
Yan Qingruo, who has been suffering from white eyes since she was a child, although she has practiced the incorruptible body of King Kong, but when everyone is sarcastic about herself, she still feels pain, such pain is harmless, but it is heartwarming.
Every time, when faced with such a situation, she always has a smile on her face, but in her heart, she is extremely uncomfortable.
She remembered that when she was still with Chu Mu, she was instigated by Yan Zhixin to instigate everyone in the school to ridicule her, and that was the first time she was scolded for being a slut, shameless, prodigal, or even a slut.
Later, she hid in the back mountain of the school and cried, and was found by Chu Mu, who rushed over, Chu Mu looked at her little face full of tears sadly, and helped Yan Qingruo wipe away the tears on her face with her warm and wide palm, and then held her in her arms, patted her back and comforted: "Ruoruo, don't shed a single tear for those stupid people, they are not worth it." ”
This sentence has always remained in the depths of her memory, and when she encountered such a situation in the future, she never cried again, even when she was humiliated by Yan Zhixin's mother.
But just because you don't cry doesn't mean your heart won't hurt.
"Eat vegetables."
Yan Qingruo, who was bowing her head and being sad under everyone's words, saw that there was an extra shrimp with sauce in her bowl, and when she turned her eyes, Chu Mu was also looking at herself, and her eyes were not as good as before; The anger suddenly became extraordinarily pure, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes.
Yan Qingruo felt that she must have hallucinated, Chu Mu, who had embarrassed herself again and again just now, was now plucking shrimp for herself with her own hands?
Is this true? Or is she already having some unrealistic hallucinations because she drank two more glasses of wine?
Or is it poverty that limits her imagination of Chu Mu?
She stared at Chu Mu with some sneer, her eyes seemed to be asking, whether this was true or false.
Chu Mu patted her head on the back and said, "What do you like to eat?" I'll give you the clip. ”
The tone, that demeanor, is full of doting on a good father's daughter, looking like he wants to give and take.
"That, Mr. Chu, I don't have a fever, right?" Yan Qingruo suddenly came out of this sentence for some reason, and as soon as she said it, she wanted to bite off her tongue.
Chu Mu reached out and touched her forehead, and stayed on her forehead with the back of his hand for a moment before saying, "Well, you don't have a fever, and neither do I." ”
Chu Mu's series of actions made everyone present almost burst their eyes in shock, especially those who were still satirizing Yan Qingruo and Yan Zhengqing just now, and they automatically shut their mouths unconsciously.
"If you eat quickly, or do you want me to feed you myself?"
In Yan Qingruo's surprised gaze, Chu Mu urged Yan Qingruo, not so much urging as a threat.
Yan Qingruo was so frightened that she immediately buried her head and ate the vegetables that Chu Mu had sandwiched in her bowl, and even forgot that she could choke directly, so she choked directly.
"Is it delicious? Ruo. Chu Mu's voice was like a ghost.
There was some kind of magical power in his voice, which Yan Qingruo called it: the power of bewitchment.
His greeting, which was more Mary Sue than Mary Sue, made everyone present fall through their glasses, Yan Qingruo put down her chopsticks and looked straight at him, her eyes were full of questions.