In those inquiring eyes, Mo Ying clearly felt a vicious hatred mixed with it, and quickly turned into an entity, piercing her into a sieve.

Mo Ying didn't know, and walked to the seat where he usually sits.

There was another whispering discussion, and Mo Ying was still the subject of the conversation, only this time......

A number of people formed a small circle, holding today's newspaper and reports on hot topics on their phone screens, and their eyes looked directly or evasively at the only person sitting in the empty seat.

"I can't hold it back, I'm going to ask her." The first person who couldn't bear it was Zhang Ke, she had never believed those rumors, but there was no evidence to refute them, and now that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, she felt the need to figure out the situation.

Zhang Ke wanted to know the reason, and the others naturally wanted to know, but the attitude they put on a few days ago and did something to isolate Mo Ying, now they really can't pull their faces to ask. Only Zhang Ke still maintained communication with Mo Ying during that period, so with her as a striker, the situation was also good.

"Mo Ying, can you tell me if these are true?" Zhang Ke also hid some guilt in her heart, she was Mo Ying's friend, and she should have believed in her friend, but she wavered and stayed away from Mo Ying with those people.

Because of this guilt, Zhang Ke, who has always been arrogant, lowered his voice and posture.

Mo Ying didn't have any opinion on Zhang Ke, after all, in that situation at that time, there was no need to accompany her to be isolated. The most important point is that between them, they have not yet reached the level of sharing blessings and misfortunes, how much friendship, how many things they do, and the only person who can still talk to them at that time is Zhang Ke, although those words are not good or bad.

Therefore, Mo Ying still has no opinion on Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke spread the newspaper in front of Mo Ying, and the entire page on it was full of news about the marriage of the Sheng family's ruler, with photos of Sheng Shaoan and his new wife, who was Mo Ying.

Mo Ying looked at the date, and even thought of this morning's incident, she had a plan in her heart, and this news should have been released by Sheng Shao'an.

"Yes, I'm married to him." There were no ups and downs in Mo Ying's voice, no deliberate showing off, and no gesture of raising eyebrows because the ugly rumors from the outside world were broken, just admitting the fact that something did happen.

The people who were watching the movement here gasped one after another, secretly shouting that sure enough, the rumors were all pits, causing them to fall into this pit like fools. The man Mo Ying married is an old and ugly nouveau riche, and he is simply a local tyrant Jin Lao Wu with a golden glow!

If a man like Sheng Shaoan is also called an old and ugly nouveau riche, then God will give each of them one!

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Zhang Ke was so anxious that he stomped his feet, if Mo Ying had said these things earlier, would there be those more and more unbearable rumors? Will you still be isolated and excluded by the class?

Mo Ying looked at Zhang Ke a little inexplicably, "I said it, he's a good person." ”

Zhang Ke felt very guilty after hearing this, it was they who measured those external things, but they blamed others. Zhang Ke couldn't stand the guilt in his heart, and cried out, still muttering words in his mouth, "I'm sorry, Mo Ying, I'm sorry......"

The cry shook the entire classroom.