Song Shuhao's face was so bitter that it was almost dripping with water.
"Old Qin, you, you, you..."
I said three things, but in the end I didn't say a word.
Because this guy doesn’t know what to say. It’s just his own passion. Qin Fan can’t be blamed at all!
Looking at Song Shuhao's expression as if he was constipated, Xu Ziling next to him laughed unkindly like a pig.
Soon, Murong Ling'er also calmed down and hurriedly left Qin Fan's arms, her face flushed.
"I'm in the Literature Department, please come see me when you have time!"
After saying that, Xiao Nizi ran away quickly. After all, she was still shy.
As soon as Murong Ling'er left, Song Shuhao rushed over, grabbed Qin Fan's arm, and glared at Qin Fan angrily.
"Old Qin, you don't deserve to be the son of a human being!"
Qin Fan kicked this guy aside: "Get out of here, Ling'er and I have known each other for a long time."
At this time, Qin Fan looked at Luo Yuhuan, who had not yet walked off the stage.
Luo Yuhuan happened to look over.
However, when she saw Qin Fan looking at her, Luo Yuhuan hurriedly turned her head and walked off the stage.
Qin Fan smiled bitterly in his heart: It seems that she has a problem in her heart.
After the party.
Qin Fan returned to the dormitory amidst Song Shuhao's complaints.
Zhao Haiqing also came over and chased Qin Fan asking questions.
He kept annoying Qin Fan and moved Qiu Lingshan out to threaten him. Only then did Zhao Haiqing give up.
However, the three guys in the dormitory now looked at Qin Fan with eyes full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
And they collectively gave Qin Fan a nickname, Not a Son of Man.
It was on this night that Qin Fan became the public enemy of all the boys in the college.
Originally, Luo Yuhuan had already made many people envious and jealous, but now Murong Ling'er, who had just transferred to another school, actually fell into Qin Fan's arms in public.
In any case, Qin Fan's reputation as a scumbag is gone.
In a luxurious hotel near Nanling College called Brilliant.
In the private room, Chu Tianming and Yan Huairen were lying on the massage table, enjoying the massage from the waitress.
"Young Master Chu, there is a boy named Qin Fan in your college. Do you know this person?" Yan Huairen asked.
When Qin Fan was mentioned, Chu Tianming suddenly looked gloomy: "What, you want to deal with him?"
Yan Huairen asked back: "Don't you want to? I heard that at the New Year's Eve party yesterday, Miss Murong threw herself into his arms in public."
Chu Tianming's face was gloomy, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
“Let’s find a suitable opportunity first!”
Yan Huairen laughed loudly and said with an arrogant attitude: "Qin Fan, why are you looking for an opportunity? I will go directly to the academy to find him tomorrow!"
Chu Tianming said nothing. If Yan Huairen was willing to take the lead, he had no objection.
In the morning, Qin Fan finished his first class and went to the Literature Department to find Luo Yuhuan, preparing to explain his relationship with Murong Ling'er.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the class, Luo Yuhuan's best friend Yang Qianqian ran out, pinching her waist and staring at Qin Fan.
"Scumbag, are you here to see Xiaohuan?"
Qin Fan thought to himself: It seems that this Yang Qianqian has misunderstood, but she just doesn't know what Luo Yuhuan's attitude is.
"Yes, please ask Xiaohuan to come out."
Yang Qianqian had an exaggerated sneer on her face: "Did you also call me Xiaohuan? You scumbag, don't come to my Xiaohuan again."
Qin Fan explained: "It's not what you think. I came here to explain it to Xiaohuan."
"Bah, do you still need to explain? Miss Murong threw herself into your arms in front of everyone, and your dirty hands directly hugged Miss Murong's shoulders. What else do you need to explain?"
"You think my Xiaohuan is easy to deceive, right?"
Yang Qianqian looked like she had seen through Qin Fan.
Qin Fan was helpless, too lazy to talk nonsense to Yang Qianqian, and was about to call Luo Yuhuan out.
At this time, Luo Yuhuan finally noticed Qin Fan and walked out of the classroom.
"Qianqian, what's wrong?"
"Qin Fan, you are here!"
Yang Qianqian quickly grabbed Luo Yuhuan's arm: "Xiaohuan, why do you still say hello to this kind of person and tell him to get lost!"
"What are you talking about?" Luo Yuhuan rolled his eyes at Yang Qianqian: "Qin Fan is my friend, don't talk nonsense!"
Yang Qianqian said anxiously: "No, Xiaohuan, I can't see you being so open-minded. Miss Murong threw herself into his arms yesterday, and he still comes to find you. He obviously wants to have the best of both worlds!"
"What are you talking about? Qin Fan and I are just ordinary friends." Luo Yuhuan's pretty face turned red.
"Hey, Miss Luo, are you meeting your lover here again? It seems I came at the wrong time!"
A clear and sharp male voice sounded.
Yan Huairen was followed by a boy walking towards Luo Yuhuan's class.
Luo Yuhuan's face suddenly changed when he saw the person coming. His expression was a little angry and a little scared, and even his body was trembling slightly.
Qin Fan also looked at the two people, but unfortunately he didn't recognize them.
"Qianqian, please go back to the classroom first! I have some things to deal with!" Luo Yuhuan looked at Yang Qianqian and said.
"Oh, okay! But you have to be careful, keep your eyes open, and don't be deceived by some people's rhetoric!"
After Yang Qianqian finished speaking, she glared at Qin Fan fiercely. It was very obvious who she was referring to.
Originally she wanted to accompany Luo Yuhuan, but looking at Luo Yuhuan's face, she felt that Luo Yuhuan didn't want her to follow.
Therefore, she could only remind Luo Yuhuan.
As soon as Yang Qianqian returned to class, Yan Huairen walked up to Luo Yuhuan with a boy.
"You are not a college student, how did you get into the college?" Luo Yuhuan asked with a cold face.
Yan Huairen glanced at Qin Fan with strong aggression, provocatively looking at some important parts of Luo Yuhuan's body.
"Not to mention this small Nanling City, even in the entire Nansu territory, I, Yan Huairen, can go wherever I want!"
The short-haired boy next to him said to Luo Yuhuan with a wicked smile: "Miss Luo, I brought my cousin in!"
"My cousin already knows everything about you and this boy."
"Now, how are you going to explain it to your cousin?" Yan Hao looked gloating.
Luo Yuhuan said in a deep voice: "I have nothing to explain, and there is no need to explain it to you."
After saying that, she glanced at her classmates who were listening to the wall in the classroom, and said in a deep voice: "If you have something to do, find a quiet place to talk. This is not the place to talk."
As soon as the words fell, she left first.
Qin Fan put his hands in his trouser pockets, glanced at Yan Huairen, smiled slightly and followed Luo Yuhuan.
Yan Huairen also laughed evilly and followed.
The four of them stopped in a remote place.
"Okay, Yan Huairen, if you have anything to say, just say it here!" Luo Yuhuan's tone was cold.
Yan Huairen glanced at her: "Don't worry, I'll settle your debt with you later! The person I'm here to find today is this guy!"
Luo Yuhuan's expression changed, and he suddenly said nervously: "Yan Huairen, Qin Fan and I are just ordinary friends, don't get me wrong!"
It's okay not to explain. This explanation made the chill in Yan Huairen's eyes even heavier.
"Hey, are you so worried about him? What did I misunderstand? I misunderstood that you two were walking hand in hand in Xinhu Lake? I misunderstood that you two were in a swaggering relationship?"
"Haha, Luo Yuhuan, I warn you, don't forget your identity!"
Luo Yuhuan seemed to have thought of something, and her pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she did not dare to refute a word.
Qin Fan suddenly took a step forward, protecting Luo Yuhuan behind him, and looked at Yan Huairen calmly.