"Sikong Jue, thank you for staying with me today and listening to what I said." Mu Xiangqing raised her head slightly and looked at Sikong Jue.

Mu Xiangqing rarely says thank you to people. She is a bit shy, but her upbringing and proud temperament do not allow her to show timidity.

Today's sad mood has been reduced because of Sikong Jue's participation.

She didn't know why she could say so much to Sikong Jue, whom she had known for more than a month.

Maybe it's because she just needs a listener who doesn't fully understand her.

No matter what the reason was, she was grateful to him.

Today is the least difficult day in so many years.

The eyes under the black-framed glasses met a pair of serious eyes, and Sikong Jue said, "Mu Xiangqing, you won't be hurt if you hide yourself, but you won't feel love either."

These words were like a sharp arrow shooting into Mu Xiangqing's heart. The calm smile on her face was broken, and all her disguises were removed.

Many pictures flashed through Mu Xiangqing's mind, all of which were pictures of her hiding away and grieving alone over the years.

Especially when it comes to her mother, she refuses to be approached by anyone, including those who love her and care about her.

She didn't want them to see her sad face and worry them.

But now Sikong Jue's words made her reveal in front of her things that she had never wanted to face. When she was sad, they were also sad and worried, but she thought that things she couldn't see did not exist.

Mu Xiangqing lowered her head, clenched her hands tightly, and felt low pressure all over her body. She was as weak as a porcelain doll that could break at the touch of a touch. Sikong Jue's chest throbbed a little when he saw it.

Sikong Jue raised his hand and placed it on the top of Mu Xiangqing's hair, silently comforting her.

In fact, Sikong Jue found that Mu Xiangqing would rather suffer many things by herself than let others share the burden for her. Such a person would be very tired and make those who love her feel sad.

And he seemed to feel this way about her too.

I felt pressure on the top of my head, and at the same time, a trace of warmth slowly extended to Mu Xiangqing's heart.

She slowly raised her head and met a pair of eyes full of determination, and the cold place deep in Mu Xiangqing's heart melted.

Mu Qingsong put down his cell phone, his wrinkled face covered with dignity and sharpness, "Have you found out the details of Su Yi's nephew, the transfer student named Sikong Jue?"

The bodyguard called to report that Mu Xiangqing and Sikong Jue were eating dumplings.

Normally Mu Qingsong would not let his bodyguards follow Mu Xiangqing, but on these days he would let him follow her secretly for protection.

The Su family is a famous family, but the Su family has always been mysterious and has no connection with the major families in Jing City. Especially in recent years, it has disappeared from the public eye.

Butler Chen replied, "Old man, for the time being we have only found out that he followed Su Yi to live in Country M when he was ten years old. He completed his studies at Giles University at the age of thirteen and obtained a doctorate. He is the youngest person in the history of Giles University.

A young professor teaches for one semester when he is seventeen years old, and the rest of the time is blank."

"He is as mysterious as his father. In the past twenty years, no one has found out his origins, and the couple rarely appear." Mu Qingsong half-squinted his eyes, "The surname Sikong really has to be associated with the third generation.

Is it such a coincidence that the Sikong family is one of the richest families in the world?"

Butler Chen added, "My uncle was also investigating Sikong Jue and later evacuated everyone."

"Withdrawal?" Mu Qingsong narrowed his sharp eyes and thought deeply.

Although he was dissatisfied and resentful towards his son-in-law, their goals were the same when it came to Mu Xiangqing, and they would not let anyone hurt her.

If you withdraw, it means there is no danger.

That proves he knows something.

Mu Qing let go and said, "Call him."

"yes."

Butler Chen immediately dialed Zhong Nanming's number on his landline, but heard the sound of his phone turning off, "Sir, my uncle has turned off his phone. He should still be in the cemetery."

Mu Qingsong's heart suddenly throbbed when he heard this, and even the movements of raising his hands to wave seemed weak. He turned his chair and looked out the window, and the sharpness in his body changed to a sad aura.

Mu Qingsong seemed to have aged more than ten years.

Butler Chen sighed, turned and left.

The next day, Mu Xiangqing had just parked his car and got off the heavy-duty motorcycle. When he turned around, he met Sikong Jue.

Mu Xiangqing curled her lips, and Sikong Jue smiled back.

The two of them walked back and forth to the classroom.

Lu Rifeng got out of the car and saw this scene, his brows tightened.

After school at noon, on the way to the canteen, Lu Rifeng suddenly asked, "Aqing, when did you become so familiar with Sikong Jue?"

Mu Xiangqing recalled that her cousin had asked her this question before. She didn't know the reason at that time, and she still can't figure it out now, but she knew that it was quite comfortable to be with Sikong Jue.

She turned her head and looked at Lu Rifeng, "Maybe it's because our magnetic fields are aligned."

"Aqing, are you perfunctory with me?" Although Lu Rifeng asked, he could tell that Mu Xiangqing was not joking when he said this.

"No."

Just as they arrived at the dining hall, Mu Xiangqing saw Sikong Jue sitting alone. She stepped forward and said in a relaxed tone, "Yesterday you invited me, today I will treat you."

This sentence left Lu Rifeng stunned on the spot.

What did he hear? Xiang Qing was actually with Sikong Jue yesterday.

Sikong Jue disappeared yesterday afternoon. He actually went to look for Mu Xiangqing and was found by him.

But how is it possible?

On that day yesterday, wasn’t Xiang Qing the most resistant to being accompanied by someone else?

After all these years, none of them have been able to change her habits, so why should Sikong Jue?

It seemed that there were indeed many stories between the two of them that he didn't know about.

Lu Rifeng felt a little sad and looked at Sikong Jue carefully again.

He is handsome, so to speak, elegant and clean, but his black-rimmed glasses are a negative, but he does have an aura, a bit mysterious and a bit cold and distant.

Mu Xiangqing has a very high vision for things and people, while Lu Rifeng thinks that Sikong is by no means particularly outstanding.

The attention of Chen Chen and everyone in the dining hall is also on Mu Xiangqing and Sikong Jue, including Cui Ruxuan, Hong Antong, and Yu Qingyu.

"good."

Sikong Jue put down the tablet and stood up.

It wasn't until the two of them reached the second floor that Lu Rifeng came back to his senses and quickly went up and sat down.

Lu Rifeng wanted to ask Mu Xiangqing again, but saw Sikong Jue was there and swallowed his words.

While waiting for the food to be served, Mu Xiangqing asked, "Are you bringing chess?"

"It's in the drawer. I'll go back and get it later."

Lu Rifeng raised his eyebrows, playing chess, garden corner?

He looked at Mu Xiangqing and then at Sikong Jue, but the two of them ignored him. Lu Rifeng's heart felt like it was being scratched, but no one gave him an answer.

After finishing the meal, Sikong Jue left first. Lu Rifeng looked at Mu Xiangqing and asked seriously, "Are you going to play chess in Garden Corner?"

"Aren't you not interested in chess?" Mu Xiangqing asked.

"I'm not interested, but I'm interested in why you and Sikong Jue suddenly became so familiar." Lu Rifeng pulled a chair closer to Mu Xiangqing and lowered his voice, "Recruit me from the truth."

"Didn't I tell you just now that I have the same magnetic field as him." Mu Xiangqing stood up while answering, not giving Lu Rifeng a chance to pester her again. It was not that he didn't want to answer, but that it was wasting her time.

Lu Rifeng watched Mu Xiangqing go downstairs with his hands folded across his chest.

Zhao Yuepeng came over at this time and said, "Young Master Feng, I just made inquiries and found that the boss and Sikong Jue are almost at the Garden Corner at noon during this period."

Lu Rifeng turned around and glared at Zhao Yuepeng fiercely, "Who asked you to check Aqing?"

Seeing that Lu Rifeng was really angry, Zhao Yuepeng didn't dare to say anything anymore and walked back quietly.

Chen Chen and the others did not dare to speak. Lu Rifeng's usual personality could be described as friendly, but only if he had nothing to do with Mu Xiangqing.

Zhang Xingran looked at Lu Rifeng with a serious and thoughtful look on his face, and wrung his hands together.

At this time Cui Ruxuan and Hong Antong approached.

"What's going on with Ah Qing and the transfer student?" Cui Ruxuan asked.

"Not sure."

"Not sure? You stay with her all day long, how can you not be clear?" Cui Ruxuan asked back.

Lu Rifeng shrugged, "I've never seen them so familiar in class. Ah Qing doesn't like people meddling in her business."

Cui Ruxuan said, "Then don't care?"

"Except for her mother's affairs, she is very calm and knows what she wants." Hong Antong turned to look at the two of them, "Besides, do you think you can take care of the things she doesn't want you to take care of?"

Lu Rifeng and Cui Ruxuan looked at each other and agreed with Hong Antong's words.

In the corner of the garden, not long after Mu Xiangqing came to sit down, Sikong Jue came with chess.

Because Mu Xiangqing went to the supermarket to buy snacks.

The canteen at Deyuan High School is as big as the supermarket outside.
To be continued...