After taking Wang Yayang away, Xu Weize walked towards Yi Rong with a smile on his face.
When he saw Yi Rong just now, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart. Yi Rong's beauty was noble and inviolable. He did not deny that he liked such a girl, and he liked it very much. And every time he
Seeing Yi Rong, everyone has the feeling that she is more beautiful than before. Master Zi Chen specially gave Yi Rong to him. He will do his best to please her and win her favor so that she can also like Master Zi Chen.
Like yourself.
"Miss Yi Rong, don't listen to Wang Yayang. She said that just because she was jealous that Su Momo could win the favor of Master Zichen." Although Xu Weize is not as cold and charming as Shi Zichen and as handsome as Shura, he is also sunny.
The handsome boy's smile also made the girls watching the fun secretly blush with embarrassment, and they all thought in their hearts, even if Master Weize can look at them one more time, that's fine!
"Xu Weize, right? You'd better stay away from me. The boyfriend I want is Master Zichen, not you!" After saying this bitterly, Yi Rong was about to leave. Although she also heard the jealousy in Wang Yayang's words just now,
But she could feel that most of what Wang Yayang said was true! She was going to seek verification. Since her die-hard buddy didn't help her find this out, she would go and check it out herself!
Xu Weize didn't want Yi Rong to hate him too much, so he didn't dare to pursue him. Let him disobey Master Zichen once. Anyway, Master Zichen should be in the classroom by this time, right?
The breeze picked up a fallen leaf and wiped it from Yi Rong's face. She frowned, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped her face before walking towards the classroom.
Sitting in the first row, Yi Rong felt a little empty. The last time Master Zichen found out that he had arranged the seat next to him, he moved his seat to the last row of the classroom.
Turning back and casting a flirtatious wink at the seat in the last row, Yi Rong cheered herself up in her heart. She must win the favor of Master Zichen! Definitely!
Su Momo's classroom was also very lively at the moment. Many people were talking about what happened at the school gate this morning. Su Momo just turned a deaf ear and looked at the "West Chamber" in her hand with a gentle smile on her face.
, she was applauded for the boldness of ancient women.
Looking at Su Momo's indifferent expression, it seemed that the person those people were discussing was not her, Su Momo. Liang Huahua also had a gentle smile on his face, Momo, she was thinking about it, that's great.
, so that she would feel relieved.
Su Momo felt that the ancient literature class in the morning was very comfortable, and the content of this class was very to her liking.
After class, she looked at the time. Today's class ended early, and there was still some time before lunch. Su Momo planned to go to the calligraphy and painting club. She hadn't been there for a long time, and she was even afraid of giving birth to her hand! I heard that the school recently
A calligraphy and painting exhibition will be held, and she hopes that her works will be eligible for exhibition by then.
When passing by the grove, a person suddenly ran behind him, covered Su Momo's mouth, and dragged her into the grove.
A girl stood there with her back to Su Momo, as if she had been waiting for her for a long time.
When Su Momo was released, she walked directly towards the back: "I wonder if Miss Yi Rong has anything to do with me?"
With an indifferent tone without any panic, Yi Rong, whose back was turned to her, turned around, with a glimmer of admiration for her in his eyes.
This Su Momo is also a bit brave. Yes, after being dragged here alone, she was not angry, nor panicked or scared!
Showing a smile that she thought was beautiful, Yi Rong said to Su Momo: "I don't care what happened between you and Master Zichen. From now on, if you leave Master Zichen, it's best to leave the Talent Academy. I will give you
A sum of money as compensation." Is this considered polite enough to her?