Seeing Yan Xuewei's "miserable defeat", Fang Miaomiao raised the corners of her lips proudly, as if she had won the battle.
Mu Sishen took An Qianqian back to the ward, and Fang Miaomiao blocked Yan Xuewei's way again.
"Teacher Yan, isn't it good to face reality? Why do you have to make yourself so miserable?"
Fang Miaomiao stood in front of Yan Xuewei, with her hands folded across her chest, looking extremely arrogant.
At this time, Yan Xuewei had wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Fang Miaomiao expressionlessly.
I saw the smile on Fang Miaomiao's face, "Teacher Yan, you have no chance of winning against us. What man doesn't steal? No man can control himself in front of a young and beautiful girl."
Fang Miaomiao directly rubbed salt into Yan Xuewei's wounds. After all, apart from being a few years younger than Yan Xuewei, she and An Qianqian had no other advantages.
"You..." Yan Xuewei sharply grasped the meaning of her words.
"Uh... I mean, you are not as young as me and Qian Qian." Fang Miaomiao put down her arms and explained in a somewhat anxious tone.
Yan Xuewei looked at Fang Miaomiao in front of her calmly. This kind of girl in her early twenties put all her thoughts on dealing with men.
She was also miserable, she was reduced to being ridiculed by such a girl.
Her love was given by herself, and her pain was given by God Musi.
How ridiculous.
Yan Xuewei ignored Fang Miaomiao, and Fang Miaomiao felt unhappy at being ignored. So what if she was a rich lady, wouldn't she still be dumped?
"Hey? Teacher Yan, what are you pretending to be? I'm telling you, I'm talking to you in a nice and angry voice now. If you want to be stubborn to uncle again, don't blame me? I'm not polite to you!"
Seeing Yan Xuewei's honest look, Fang Miaomiao couldn't stop her little girl look.
In her heart, Fang Miaomiao didn't like Yan Xuewei. She was from that age, and she even praised her as a lady in everyone's family. She just had some bad money in her family, so there was nothing to be proud of.
Now that she could bully Yan Xuewei like this, deep in her heart she felt a sense of revenge against the rich.
It feels like, no matter how good you are, you will still be stepped on by me?
Listening to Fang Miaomiao's words, Yan Xuewei just felt ridiculous.
She chuckled.
"Hey, why are you smiling? Teacher Yan, as a teacher, you have to show some respect. It's embarrassing for you to compete with students."
Competing with students?
She and Musi Shen have been together for more than ten years, why should she rob him?
"Fang Miaomiao, right?"
Yan Xuewei spoke.
Hearing this, Fang Miaomiao frowned. What did she mean? She wasn't even sure what her name was?
"What?"
"If you want to be rude to me, how can you be rude to me?"
Yan Xuewei took a step forward, Fang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, and she subconsciously took a step back.
"I don't care whether you stand up for your friends or simply resolve your own grudges, I am not someone you can bully."
Yan Xuewei's voice was cold, and her eyebrows were filled with light.
Her tenderness and tears are only for one person.
If the object is not him, then what you see will be another her.
"You..." Fang Miaomiao swallowed hard, "Don't be mean. It's useless if you are mean. Uncle won't like you."
"Oh? Then he will like you?"
"Hi...why does he like me? He likes my best friend Qianqian!"
Yan Xuewei raised the corners of her lips slightly, her eyes fixed on the direction of Miaomiao, "Isn't it particularly exciting to steal your best friend's boyfriend?"
Fang Miaomiao opened her mouth and looked at Yan Xuewei blankly, and then she reacted.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"hehe."
There was a mocking smile on Yan Xuewei's beautiful face, "Girls from your background want to change their destiny just because they have some beauty. Rich men, what kind of women have I never seen? You really
Do you think you are lucky?"
"You...what are you talking about? Who are you looking down on? I...we are good at studying, and the uncle also really likes Qianqian. Yan Xuewei, you are from a good background, you are beautiful, and it is not in vain that the uncle doesn't like you.
?"
Fang Miaomiao was confused by Yan Xuewei's words. At this time, she could only follow Yan Xuewei's words and respond.
Yes, Mu Sishen doesn't like her, so it's useless no matter how good she is.
But--
"I don't have a man, but I still have a net worth. What about you?"
Without a man, what else is there?
"you!"
Yan Xuewei's words directly touched on Fang Miaomiao's pain point.
She and An Qianqian are good best friends. Ever since her uncle pursued An Qianqian, she asked her to rent a house together.
But no matter how good the house is, it is still for rent.
No, she must tell An Qianqian when she goes back and ask her uncle to buy her a house!
At this time, Fang Miaomiao was already blushing and having a thick neck when Yan Xuewei said it.
"Yan Xuewei, don't forget, we are younger than you!" Fang Miaomiao said this again.
Ever since she met Yan Xuewei, she has been pretending to be "young".
"Heh." Yan Xuewei chuckled.
Seeing Yan Xuewei's contemptuous expression, Fang Miaomiao was so angry that she almost jumped to her feet.
"What are you pretending to be? We are younger than you and have advantages over you. You are just an old woman. What man would like an old woman? You can only cry in front of Qianqian. Because Mu Si
God, I like Qianqian, but I don’t like you!"
Fang Miaomiao was angered by Yan Xuewei, and she shouted loudly at Yan Xuewei.
However, Yan Xuewei still had a calm expression on her face, and the contemptuous smile on her lips was still there.
"You must be twenty-one years old. I'm only a few years older than you, so you just call me 'old woman'. Then who is your mother? An old woman?"
"you!"
Fang Miaomiao thought her words would touch on Yan Xuewei's pain point, but she didn't care and even scolded her mother!
"If you can stay in your twenties all your life, why don't you laugh at other women who are older than you? Otherwise," Yan Xuewei paused, "what qualifications do you have to laugh at other people's age?"
Compared to Fang Miaomiao's anxious expression, Yan Xuewei's expression was always calm.
In this world, the only person who can control her emotions is God Musi.
A small fish like Fang Miaomiao let her go, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to her.
When I quarrel with her, I just have nowhere to vent my inner emotions.
Fang Miaomiao was aggressive and came to scold her, but she couldn't stop her.
Fang Miaomiao was dejected and defeated by what Yan Xuewei said, but she still felt unconvinced.
"Teacher Yan, you are indeed a teacher, with a sharp tongue and a sharp tongue. But so what if you can talk? My uncle still chose Qian Qian."
Fang Miaomiao adjusted the target of her attack. Since her age couldn't be taunted, she would be picked on to make her uncomfortable.
However, she underestimated Yan Xuewei.
Yan Xuewei smiled slightly and said, "I wish her to become Mrs. Mu."
After saying that, Yan Xuewei strode away.
Fang Miaomiao stared blankly at Yan Xuewei's back, and finally she stamped her feet in anger.
"Just wait! I'll let you cry in front of me sooner or later!"
**
Yan Xuewei left, feeling somewhat unwilling and lonely.
No matter what, adult love, especially a person of Mushen's status, involves taking great risks in falling in love with him.
In the past, Yan Xuewei would only run behind Mu Sishen. Even then, she
I also feel happy, after all, I like it in my heart.
Now it seems that whenever she mentions Musi Shen, she will feel distressed.
After learning about the scandal between Mu Sishen and a female student, Yan Xuewei exercised great restraint.
She didn't make a fuss with Musi Shen, she just quietly stepped aside and licked her wounds alone.
She had done enough to be decent, but God Musi and the others wanted to provoke her again and again.
Do you think she didn't give you enough decency?
After leaving the hospital, Yan Xuewei sighed deeply. Even though she had convinced herself countless times to be generous and not to be sad, she still couldn't stop the pain.
She stood on the roadside and was about to take a taxi back. At this time, a man got out of a luxury car - Musilang.
Yan Xuewei stood on the roadside in trance.
"Xue Wei."
Yan Xuewei raised her head and saw Mu Silang appearing in front of her.
She was stunned for a moment, "Fourth brother, why are you here?"
Musilang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Passing by."
After listening to his words, Yan Xuewei looked at the road to the left and right. This place did not seem to be the direction to his company.
"What's wrong with you?" Mu Silang asked directly without waiting for Yan Xuewei to speak.
"I," Yan Xuewei raised her hand and touched her head, "I have a cold, so I came here to get some medicine."
"Go home?"
"Um."
"I send you."
"Fourth brother, I can just take a taxi home."
Yan Xuewei knows how busy he is usually, so she doesn't want to trouble him.
"My car is over there." Mu Silang ignored Yan Xuewei's refusal and walked straight to his car.
Yan Xuewei frowned slightly, the biggest characteristic of the Mu brothers was their domineering nature.
Even the taciturn fourth child is like this.
Seeing that she couldn't refuse, Yan Xuewei said nothing and followed her.
Mu Silang came to the car and opened the door. Yan Xuewei nodded to him and was about to get in the car. At this time, a man strode over and grabbed her arm.
Before she could react, Yan Xuewei ran directly into the man's arms.
At that moment, Yan Xuewei smelled the man's unique smell. She frowned tightly and pushed the man hard.
However, the man was too strong and she couldn't avoid him.
"Third brother, at such an old age, you are running so fast, are you not afraid of sudden death?" Mu Silang stood aside and said coldly.
Mu Sishen's big hand held Yan Xuewei's arm tightly, as if he was afraid that she would run away.
He glanced at Mu Silang and said, "Fourth brother, go ahead and do what you have to do. Don't be an eyesore here."
Yan Xuewei struggled again impatiently, but still couldn't get away.
Mu Sishen suddenly approached her and said, "We haven't explained the account clearly yet. Do you want to tell him in front of him?"
Hearing this, Yan Xuewei looked at Mu Sishen in surprise.
How much this man has gone too far!
"Do you want us to talk, or do you want me to talk in front of him?" Mu Sishen gave her a multiple-choice question.
"I have nothing to talk to you about."
"You and I have an agreement, okay, we'll talk here, in the morning..."
Mu Sishen had such a big mouth and was about to say something, but Yan Xuewei directly covered his mouth in desperation.
"Fourth brother, I have something else to do. I'll just go back later. Thank you."
Yan Xuewei finished speaking in a hurry, and without waiting for Mu Silang's reply, she hurriedly left with Mu Silang.
With a satisfied look on his face, Mu Sishen let Yan Xuewei hold him. He turned around and gave Mu Silang a victory expression.
