Lin Jiyue's face turned pale, and she felt like she had become a clown for people's entertainment. The flickering light and shadow reflected on everyone's face, as if they were watching a good show.
She clenched her fists and looked back at Murong Jing unusually calmly, and said frankly: "I'm here to see Zhuang Tianyao. I have something to ask him for help." If she had been a little tempered before, but after so many things, those thorns in her body have long since
Been smoothed.
But no one seemed to hear what she said, and everyone still said their own words, and Zhuang Tianyao didn't react at all.
Cold sweat broke out in Lin Jiyue's palms, and her spine ran cold. She didn't expect that she was completely ignored by this group of people.
She mustered up her courage and said again: "I have something to do with Zhuang Tianyao!"
"Haha!!" Someone in the crowd laughed, and suddenly said: "There are so many people looking for Mr. Zhuang to have trouble. Who are you to him?"
"..." One sentence left Lin Jiyue speechless.
Yes, who is she to Zhuang Tianyao now? Girlfriend? She kicked him long ago; friend? She is not on the same level as them at all, how dare she climb higher?
Without these two layers of friendship, wouldn’t it mean that we are not very familiar strangers?
With such a relationship, might Zhuang Tianyao pay attention to her?
Lin Jiyue didn't know if she was too naive, or if she was so naive that she expected a man who had abandoned him to lend a helping hand to her at this time?
Is she a little too self-righteous? A little too ridiculous?
She used her relationship with Zhuang Licheng to help Zhuang Tianyao deal with her sister's debt. Now that she has given up on Zhuang Licheng, don't these people think she is just a clown who has not yet married into a wealthy family?
Lin Jiyue really felt that she was embarrassed and regretted that she should not have come, let alone put her hope in Zhuang Tianyao.
Murong Jing, on the other hand, clapped her hands and smiled brightly. She raised her finger and pointed at those people and said, "I say you are vulgar, but you are really vulgar. All the music I listen to is eccentric music. It is popular to listen to elegant music now. Why don't you invite me?"
Miss Lin, please sing a song for us. Her singing voice is like, 'This song should only be heard in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the human world'!"
However, she remembered that Zhuang Licheng once praised Lin Jiyue's singing in front of many people, and even fascinated him more than the piano music she had learned over the years abroad.
Doesn't this mean that she, Murong Jing, is not as good as Lin Jiyue? Murong Jing has been deeply concerned about this for a long time.
Today I finally got a chance to make Lin Jiyue's singing sound embarrassing in front of these people.
Xiao Ya also laughed, peeled off a piece of California Tenderloin and put it in Hu Yueze's mouth, and sweetly agreed: "Yes, the classmates in the class said that Lin Jiyue sang well, it would be a pity not to listen."
Murong Jing raised her lips: "Xiaoyue, do you mind singing a song for us common people?"
Lin Jiyue didn't smile. She turned to look at Zhuang Tianyao on the other side. He was leaning on the soft pillow. The light was too dark and she couldn't see his face clearly. No matter how stupid you are at this moment, you should know that the show tonight is just this.
The group of people were just deliberately taunting her, and they just wanted to calm down and let her go.
But Lin Jiyue wanted to know whether Murong Jing wanted to teach her a lesson or was Zhuang Tianyao deliberately arranging all this?
She clenched her hands into fists, her face already frozen by the air conditioner, and said lightly: "Of course I don't mind, what do you want to hear?"