It's not that Huo Yichen hasn't been to Murong Mansion.

It's just that......

His eyes fell on Murong Qiao, who was sitting opposite him, looking at the other party's eyes shining, smiling and inviting himself with different meanings, his heart still inevitably trembled.

“…… Good. He was silent for a long time before replying.

It's not that I don't want to go, but I'm too nervous.

As soon as he thought that he would appear at the Murong family's table in another capacity, Huo Yichen's heart was filled with some kind of happy and secret emotion.

Murong Qiao listened to his promise, his smiling eyes were crooked, and there seemed to be a fine and beautiful flow of broken light in the arc.

"Then it's settled." She happily decided.

Huo Yichen smiled and agreed to her, "Okay." ”

He agreed, but the look in Murong Chuan's eyes suddenly appeared in his mind when he was on the basketball court last time.

Headache.

Huo Yichen resisted the urge to sigh, and intuitively told himself that Murong Qiao's brother must not have a good time.

It's just that...... He raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on the person across from him, who could fill his heart, and suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth.

No matter how hard it is, he likes her, and nothing else matters.

Whether it was Murong Qiao or Huo Yichen, they had already forgotten about the events of the banquet day.

But Feng Xinyao can't forget that she took sick leave, and suffered from the climate at Huo Yichen's place, so she couldn't go home and be wronged.

"Miss, you are discouraged......" the nanny comforted her.

But the more Feng Xinyao thought about it, the more she felt that it was not a taste, and her eyes were red as if she had been greatly wronged.

The nanny had a bitter face, and she didn't know how to comfort Feng Xinyao, thinking that the young lady was wronged when she used the photo to provoke the relationship between other couples, and the nanny didn't know what to say for a while.

Feng Xinyao sat in the living room without crying, and there was a fragment of a vase that she had just used to vent air at her feet.

At this time, Feng Xu went home.

"Dad-" Feng Xinyao's voice was crying.

Feng Xu has always favored her, Feng Xinyao was wronged and wanted to complain to her father, but she didn't expect to be severely reprimanded by him.

"What are you crying about?! Just know to cry! Feng Xu's face was ugly, "As soon as I go home, I see you crying here, I want to cry back to my room and cry!" Don't bother me here! ”

He has been repeatedly rejected by the Jiang family in the past two days, and today he didn't even enter the door, and he was very angry in his chest.

Feng Xinyao's eyes widened in disbelief, "I ......"

She instinctively wanted to be wronged, but was forced back by Feng Xu's impatient eyes.

"I've raised you for so long, I'll give you whatever you want, and in the end you know that crying is useless!" Feng Xu scolded again.

As soon as he thought of the Jiang family's reason for refusal, his anger rose gradually.

Feng Xinyao didn't sit there and let Feng Xu scold, she got up and ran towards her room, the door closed very loudly.

But that sound made Feng Xu's face darker and darker, and scared the nanny standing next to him into silence.

"Miss, she ......," the nanny still wants to intercede.

Feng Xu's face darkened, "Don't worry about her." ”

It was the first time that the father and daughter had such a fierce quarrel, and Feng Xinyao, who returned to the room, burst into tears, like endless.

I was angry at school, and I was pointed at by my classmates, so why didn't I even do this when I got home!

Feng Xinyao was so angry that she thought of Murong Qiao's beautiful face that she even wanted her to scratch flowers.

It's all her fault!

Feng Xinyao's favorite cosmetics were waved by her and fell to the ground.

Extreme anger filled Feng Xinyao, but when she thought that the other party was still living a good life every day and being envied, she hated her teeth so much.

In the following days, the scandal about Feng Xinyao began to fade slowly on the forum.

On the one hand, it is because the school does not want to see bad influences secretly helping, and on the other hand, it is because there is a "focus" that deserves more attention from students.

- I said, how many times has that man been here? Roses every day, were thrown away and came the next day, so infatuated...... Gee.

- If it were me, I would have agreed, why would such a handsome person only stare at Murong Qiao alone?

- People are beautiful and good at studying? Can you do it?

——A report came from the front line, and the man was waiting for Murong Qiao again today.

In the past few days, students have discovered that Murong Qiao, the flower of the Department of Economics and Management, seems to have an extra suitor who obviously will not give up easily.

Driving a luxury car and holding a rose, with a suit and leather shoes, he is obviously a rich second generation.

The student who had just sent the last message was at the door of the teaching building at the moment, looking at Huo Xiuyuan, who appeared almost on time under the teaching building, and the gossip in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"When do you think he's going to give up? Murong Qiao has a boyfriend, and he is so handsome. ”

"Such a big beauty, don't you like it? He must have liked it with all his heart. ”

"That's what I said, but it's been a week......"

Several students gossip.

"That is to say, is there a possibility that Murong Qiao and Huo Xiaocao broke up...... Otherwise, where would this man have the courage to chase people? ”

"Break up?"

“…… It's really a bit possible, after all, this man can't compare to Huo Xiaocao anywhere, and he is still so rampant. ”

As they spoke, several people looked at each other, and they really had some guesses in their hearts.

Since Murong Qiao threw Huo Xiuyuan's roses that day, Huo Xiuyuan appeared on campus three times and twice as if he didn't feel what it meant to be rejected at all.

The rich second generation of luxury car roses, coupled with a female college student, makes it difficult for people not to gossip.

This will make Murong Qiao rest in the classroom, and Yang Xin will accompany her.

"This man is really haunted." Yang Xin frowned.

She strolled around the forum and saw the student commenting on the position of the window and looked down, and saw the annoying man.

Yang Xin sighed, feeling strange again. "We're in class for the past two days, and he's coming to you every day."

"But he doesn't go to school at Huida, why is he blocking you so accurately every class?" She thought it was strange.

Murong Qiao didn't lift his eyelids, "Let him go." ”

Eighty percent of them asked someone for their information or class schedule, for people like Huo Xiuyuan, Murong Qiao has now learned to treat it coldly.

It doesn't matter what the crowd says.

Murong Qiao turned off his laptop and slowly stretched. "I'm going to go to the company later, so I won't accompany you back to the dormitory."

She has been very busy in the past two days, and several artists in the company have begun to start with a red trend, and the company will inevitably have more time without delaying her studies.

Yang Xin naturally responded obediently, but his eyes turned to the unsightly figure downstairs and he felt angry.

She thought about it, took out her mobile phone and edited a message and sent it to Huo Yichen.

It's noon, and the scorching sun is shining brightly, and the breeze is shady, making people feel that summer has arrived early.

It can be a little cold and warm, and it makes people sober to wear long sleeves, so as not to suffer from colds.

Huo Yichen sat in the dormitory, his bed by the window, and when he turned his head slightly, he could see the pleasing scenery outside.

But he was looking at the computer at the moment, methodically processing each document and resending it to the assistant.

The company's affairs have come to an end, and Huo Yichen naturally has time to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while.

But the phone vibrated suddenly.

He was distracted, but his careless gaze paused for several seconds as it fell on the content of the message.

[Yang Xin: Huo Xiaocao! Someone pried you into the corner! 】

(End of chapter)