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Chapter seventy-four.

Seeing the two of them coming together, Han Enxin in the crowd looked a little resentful. He stared at Xi Ziyuan with his eyes and clenched his hands tightly into fists.

A female voice behind her said faintly, "Do you hate me?" The source of this voice was none other than Leng Moyi.

Although Leng Moyi is violent, domineering and likes to bully others, her nature is not very bad.

"Hate, Mo Yi, don't tell me that you want to betray me," Han Enxin said fiercely.

"I..." Leng Moyi hesitated.

Han Enxin glanced at Leng Moyi with a cold look. Leng Moyi saw Han Enxin's eyes and closed her eyes praying not to shed tears.

"Enxin, what doesn't belong to you will not be yours after all." After saying that, Leng Moyi left.

Han Enxin gritted her teeth angrily, why did she help Xi Ziyuan? Why could she get so much love from so many people? Why couldn't she?

Han Enxin grabbed a leaf from the tree next to her and crushed it into pieces.

Sitting in the class, Ling Yifeng looked at the mountains of gifts and love letters piled on the seat, and shook her head helplessly. However, there was nothing clean on Xi Ziyuan's seat, which made Ling Yifeng a little confused.

But Xi Ziyuan knew very well that she must have been thrown away by Han Enxin. This woman was so jealous.

When he came to his seat, Ling Yifeng asked Xi Ziyuan for advice, "What should I do? What should I do with so many things?" Because Ling Yifeng had not come to class for a week, so there were piles of things accumulated over the week.

Looking at the piles of gifts and love letters, Xi Ziyuan felt a little helpless, but among the piles of things, one thing stood out.

It was a lace envelope, a little retro and a little trendy. Xi Ziyuan took it out casually and said, "If you don't mind if I take a look."

Ling Yifeng shrugged, "I don't mind, I can give you all these."

Opening the envelope, there was a lavender card inside, which said: I will wait for you at the wooden house behind the mountain after school. The signature is:...Mochengyi.

Looking carefully at the front of the envelope, it was clearly written that the recipient was Mo Yueyi.


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