Lu Zixun took a step forward and looked at him with some contempt: "Murong Ling, it's in vain that you are still a descendant of the Murong family, but you dare to do something you dare not do. Let me ask you one thing, how did you get Momo's contact information?
Did you really get it from a music store?"
Murong Ling was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to explain it.
Last night, he did lie to Lu Zimo because he was afraid that she would misunderstand her!
Lu Zizhong frowned slightly: "Let me tell you, you got Momo's contact information from Ranran. You have never contacted the piano store at all. You, a liar and scheming person, should not use it in the future.
Appeared in our Lu family again."
After saying that, he turned around with his brothers to go home and closed the door.
Murong Ling's unreasonable behavior completely angered the six teenagers of the Lu family.
People with such questionable character are simply not worthy of their sister.
However, as soon as they reached the door, they ran out with tears on their faces.
Lu Zizhong grabbed her. Seeing the tears on his sister's face, he felt a little distressed: "Lu Ziran, what are you going to do?"
Ranran looked at her brothers and shed even more tears: "Brother, I'm going to ask him a few words!"
Lu Ziqian patted his elder brother's hand and sighed: "Brother, just let her go, so that she will give up!"
Lu Zizhong thought for a while before letting go.
However, the six boys from the Lu family did not leave. Instead, they stood at the door and looked at Ran Ran and Murong Ling quietly.
Lu Ziran walked up to Murong Ling and stared at him: "You applied for my friend yesterday, chatted with me, and came to our house today, actually all for the sake of my eighth sister, Lu Zimo, right?"
At this time, Murong Ling no longer concealed anything and sighed softly: "Yes. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have deceived you or taken advantage of you."
"You, how did you and my little sister know each other?" Lu Ziran raised his hand and wiped his tears and asked.
Murong Ling glanced at the Lu family villa behind him, and said in a depressed voice: "Yesterday, your sister rescued a little boy on the road. At that time, I was standing by and fell in love with her at first sight! When I went to find her, I accidentally fell in love with her in the theater.
I met you here."
"Love at first sight?" Lu Ziran laughed, his voice full of bitterness and self-deprecation.
She fell in love with him at first sight!
"Does my little eighth sister know?"
Murong Ling shook her head: "She doesn't know, she didn't know me at all before this!"
At this point, Murong Ling's smile became bitter, and she slowly turned around and said to herself: "I'm afraid, she will never want to know me again in the future."
"Ayan, take your things and let's go!"
After listening to his instructions, A Yan quickly opened the car door and let him in. Then he picked up the red wine and cello on the ground and put them into the car. He asked the driver to start the car and drove away.
Twenty-year-old Murong Ling's innocent first love was cut off abruptly before it even began.
Three days later, he left Yucheng with Momo's cello and the pain of broken love.
