After Mo Yurou said this, Yu Jingzhou regained some sense. Although he was unwilling and wanted to teach the two women in front of him a lesson, he also knew in his heart that he couldn't do anything. Moreover, he didn't seem to understand everything yesterday.
the truth.
Seeing that Yu Jingzhou was finally not making noises like a mad dog, Mo Yurou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young Master Yu, I still said what I said before. The relationship between Xiao Zichen and I is innocent and there is no personal relationship at all. However, Miss Jiang has repeatedly made trouble for me and asked you to go back and give her a message, which made me angry.
I, the consequences are not something she can bear."
After saying that, Mo Yurou pulled Zhao Keer into the building.
Zhao Keer also wanted to repair Yu Jingzhou, so he walked reluctantly, but when he entered the corridor, Zhao Keer gave Yu Jingzhou a provocative middle finger.
Yu Jingzhou originally wanted to seek justice for Jiang Moyao, but he didn't expect to get a bad blow when he came over. Unwilling to accept it, he kicked the corner of his clothes on the tire of Mo Yurou's car in anger, and finally got into the car with an angry face, roaring
And go.
In the elevator, Zhao Keer said with a gossipy face.
"What's going on with Yu Jingzhou? He actually likes his friend's woman. Does Xiao Zichen know? As for Jiang Moyao, no, she must know. Otherwise, why would she go to Yu Jingzhou to complain?"
"This woman Jiang Moyao is really disgusting. She clearly uses Yu Jingzhou as a spare tire. You said that the second young master of the Yu family is also one of the four young masters of Luo City. How could he be used as a weapon by that woman so stupidly?
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"Yurou, what do you think Xiao Zichen thinks? Knowing that his brother likes his woman, doesn't he have any ideas?"
"Yurou, why don't you speak?"
In the elevator, only Zhao Ke'er's chirping voice was heard. Mo Yurou looked at Zhao Ke'er with a speechless face and said something.
"Miss Zhao, have you given me a chance to speak?"
"Haha, I'm sorry, then you say it and I listen."
"Their affairs have nothing to do with me."
Mo Yurou said these eight words directly, and just as the elevator arrived, she walked out directly.
"Hey, Yurou, that's your answer! It's so boring. Tell me quickly, what's going on between them?"
Zhao Ke'er was too curious, or in other words, she couldn't understand how people with the status of Xiao Zichen and Yu Jingzhou could fall in love with a woman like Jiang Moyao, who had different appearances and duplicity. Jiang Moyao was right among the women.
What a green tea bitch, white lotus, are all these men blind?
"Miss Zhao, I went to England a year ago. What do you think I can know? Okay, why are you so concerned about other people's affairs!"
Mo Yurou said as she opened the door. Suddenly, her expression changed, she looked at Zhao Ke'er slightly seriously and said.
"By the way, don't go looking for Jiang Moyao in the future. That woman is not worthy of our attention."
"Okay, okay, as long as she doesn't come to provoke you, otherwise, sister, I can't hold my hand."
Zhao Keer didn't listen to Mo Yurou's words at all.
After hearing what Zhao Ke'er said, Mo Yurou was helpless, but this was also because Zhao Ke'er cared about her, so in the end, she didn't mention the matter again.
In the evening, at Mo Yurou's residence, she saw Zhao Keer running out of the room in a hurry, wearing earrings and shouting.
"Yurou, hurry up, you're going to be late."
"Here we come, here we come, I asked you to set the alarm, but you didn't listen, now it's better."
It was already ten past six o'clock, and according to their classmates' reunion, it was already ten minutes late. Compared to Zhao Ke'er who was in a hurry, Mo Yurou was calm and calm.
Zhao Keer said while changing his shoes.
"I didn't know I could fall asleep while reading. If it weren't for Zhuang Junze's call, we don't know how long we would have slept."
As soon as the two women came back, Mo Yurou went to bed and took a nap, while Zhao Keer took a book and said that he would wake Mo Yurou up at one o'clock. Unexpectedly, Zhao Keer stopped reading within ten minutes.
Fell asleep.
"Miss Cole, don't worry, drive carefully on the road."
Wu Ma stood at the door, looking at Zhao Keer who was in a hurry, and reminded her with some worry.
"I understand, Mother Wu, let's go."
After saying that, the two people went out.
It was already half past six when Mo Yurou and Zhao Keer arrived at the meeting point. They parked the car and just walked to the door when a handsome-looking man with a tall figure walked towards them.
"Ke'er, Yurou, you've finally arrived, everyone is waiting for you."
"Junze, I'm sorry, we are late."
Zhao Ke'er walked over familiarly, but Mo Yurou felt a little strange.
"Zhuang Junze, I didn't expect you to change so much."
In Mo Yurou's impression, Zhuang Junze was not tall, wore a pair of glasses, and had a flat shaved head. He was not ugly at all. He was the type who could not be found in a crowd.
But the man in front of me is 1.85 meters tall. Although he is wearing a coat, his arms have clear muscle lines. He no longer has his original myopia glasses. He has thick black eyebrows, a pair of almond-shaped eyes, and neat short hair. He can be regarded as a handsome guy.
The way he moves his head and feet shows self-restraint and gentlemanly courtesy.
Zhuang Junze looked at Mo Yurou with a smile, not feeling strange at all, and extended his arms warmly to give Mo Yurou a gentleman's hug.
"Mo Yurou, long time no see, she's getting more and more beautiful."
"Zhuang Junze, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you have become sweet-tongued."
The man in my memory didn't talk much and was very withdrawn, but he played well with Zhao Keer, but he seemed to have nothing to talk to Mo Yurou. When the three of them went out, it was Zhao Keer who was always active, and Zhuang Junze was always the one who was active.
The quietest one among them.
"Okay, okay, is it necessary to be so unfamiliar and call me by your first name? It's still the same as before, just call me by your first name."
Zhao Keer on the side saw that the two of them were a little too polite and couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over directly. The relationship between the three of them had never been so open-minded before.
"Hey, Cole, I haven't seen each other for a few years. I'm afraid that Yurou won't be used to being so close all of a sudden."
Zhuang Junze followed Zhao Keer's words and said.
Mo Yurou smiled slightly and replied.
"Then just listen to Cole."
"Prudery."
These words were said by Zhao Keer. Obviously, Zhuang Junze is not like this in front of Zhao Keer.
Afterwards, the three people entered the hotel.
This is a century-old restaurant in Los Angeles, Xiangman Pavilion. It is said that the chef’s cooking skills have been passed down from generation to generation, and many of the cooking techniques are their exclusive secret recipes and will never be passed on to others.
In addition to the delicious food, Xiangmange also has reasonable prices. Of course, there are dishes here that cost tens of thousands per unit, but ordinary people can also accept normal home-cooked dishes. This is one of the reasons why Xiangmange is so popular.
Walking into Xiangman Pavilion, there is a public dining area on the first floor. At this point, there is no room inside.
Zhuang Junze took Mo Yurou and Zhao Keer directly into the elevator and went up to the third floor. There are boxes here that need to be booked in advance. The box for this class reunion is at the end of the aisle on this floor and is the largest room on this floor.
Three or four round tables can be placed, and there is a small terrace outside the box.
"Are there many people coming?"
As they were about to enter the box, Mo Yurou asked casually.
"Everyone is basically here, and there are a few of them who have brought their male and female friends. Why, are you nervous?"
Zhuang Junze was standing next to Mo Yurou, seemingly aware of Mo Yurou's embarrassment.
Mo Yurou smiled lightly and did not deny it.
In the past, Mo Yurou was also a lively person who liked to go to nightclubs and attend various parties.
But in the past year, she has enjoyed a quiet life and has almost never attended a banquet with more than 20 people. In addition, after graduating from high school, Mo Yurou has almost never met her classmates, and she can't even remember their names.
, she will be somewhat nervous.
"It's okay. Cole and I are here. Just treat it as if you're here to eat and leave as soon as you finish."
Zhuang Junze comforted him considerately, and patted Mo Yurou's shoulder. Mo Yurou thought about it carefully, and it was the same.
At this time, a man came out of the elevator not far behind them. It was Luo Mingxuan. From his side, it looked like Mo Yurou was being hugged by Zhuang Junze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Mo Yurou?"
At this time, Luo Mingxuan's cell phone rang and he picked it up.
"We're already here, come here."
After saying that, Luo Mingxuan looked towards Mo Yurou again, but he only saw Mo Yurou's back, and then the box door blocked his view. Then, Luo Mingxuan also went to the box he booked early in the morning.
In the box, Xiao Zichen was sitting alone, lazily leaning on the back of the chair, crossing his legs, holding a nearly finished cigarette in his hand. As soon as Luo Mingxuan entered, he almost coughed due to the smell of smoke inside.
The sound comes.
"What's going on? I haven't seen you smoking for a long time."
Luo Mingxuan walked to the window, opened it for ventilation, and then sat down next to Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen looked down at the cigarette butt in his hand, threw it directly into the ashtray, and asked.
"Where's Yusheng?"
"There's a bit of traffic jam on the way, let's order food first."
As he said this, Luo Mingxuan took the menu on the side, suddenly raised his head again, and said.
"Guess who I just saw?"
"I don't want to guess."
Xiao Zichen was not in the mood to play this boring guessing game.
Luo Mingxuan asked for trouble and glanced at Xiao Zichen. He was in a depressed mood. He probably encountered something. After that, Luo Mingxuan said quietly.
"Mo Yurou, I just saw Mo Yurou."
When Luo Mingxuan spoke, he kept staring at Xiao Zichen's expression.
When Xiao Zichen heard Mo Yurou's name, his eyes lit up slightly, but it was fleeting.
Luo Mingxuan didn't see the expression he wanted to see, so he smiled jokingly, and then said something else.
"I saw a man hugging him."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Zichen's face finally changed. His originally indifferent face became filled with curiosity, nervousness, or anger.
Xiao Zichen suddenly sat up, raised his head, looked at Luo Mingxuan, and asked with a somewhat urgent tone.
"where?"
Seeing Xiao Zichen's reaction, Luo Mingxuan smiled slightly and then said.
"On this floor, in the box at the end of the aisle, what do you think of Mo Yurou's relationship with that man? Anyway, they behave very intimately. Yu Sheng and Mo Yurou don't seem to be that close."