Even Nan Fengluo's eyes, which had always been hazy, seemed to gradually begin to show the clarity of the fog retreating, which allowed people to see a gloomy flame burning in his eyes.

There were only waves of bitterness and helplessness left in Ran Xiaoyou's heart. His performance had clearly told her that he believed that she was the one who hurt Mu Yan.

She denied that he was dissatisfied. She admitted that he was still dissatisfied.

She was no longer able to figure out what answer he wanted. She was not so stupid that she couldn't understand it. He seemed to be deliberately shifting the blame to her at the beginning.

The feeling that was held back in her eyes made her just want to escape.

She straightened her back, clamped her hands tightly into fists, bit her lips, and walked out stiffly.

Finally, she felt that she could breathe, and the tears she had been holding back could finally flow out wantonly.

The low and silence of crying became increasingly unstoppable, and she felt as if she was in an ice cellar.

**

Nan Fengluo stood straight, and after seeing Ran Xiaoyou gradually walked out, he finally sat halfway down the cabinet like a mountain collapsed.

He admitted that he had done too much, because at the beginning, he did not fail to find doubts about things, but at the same time, a terrible thought suddenly flashed through his mind: If this was the case, his engagement with her might have been an excuse to dissolve it.

This terrible and evil thought suddenly entangled him, causing him to lose his mind for a brief period of time.

But when he saw her look that she was about to collapse the next moment but insisted on pretending to be extremely powerful, his lost heart stinged.

When he abandoned the damn thought, she admitted with a desperate smile.

At that moment, he felt a sense of pain that he had never felt before.

In my heart, it seemed that at that moment, a piece of it was poached.

He never regretted that much.

**

"Luo, it was not what Ran Xiaoyou did," Cheng Ying mustered up the courage to say in front of Luo, "It's... it's me."

When Cheng Ying's two followers heard what Cheng Ying said to Luo in the classroom, they were so anxious that they rushed to Luo without caring about it.

"Cheng Ying, what are you talking about? It's not you!" This matter has nothing to do with her!

Cheng Ying didn't look at them, "It's me."

Nan Fengluo's cold face looked at several people coldly.

Ran Xiaoyou was indeed surprised by Cheng Ying's behavior. It was indeed very likely that Cheng Ying did this, but now she took the initiative to admit it, which always makes people feel strange.

In fact, she had no need to explain.

"Is it you?" Nan Fengluo's voice still had no emotion.
Chapter completed!