"Of course he is our Commander-in-Chief Xiao." Zhan Fengling bent his eyes. This is undeniable. Murong Che has a good personality, but his looks are as good as Xiao Zichen's, and there is no way to compare them.
If Murong Che knew what Zhan Fengling was thinking, he would definitely vomit blood. Why did he turn into the ground?
"Then how did you meet? Does he particularly like a cutie like you?" Nancy asked curiously.
In her opinion, Zhan Fengling's character is particularly lovable, and there is basically no man who doesn't like her.
"No, you misunderstood, it's not like this." Zhan Fengling waved his hands repeatedly, feeling a sense of sadness that he couldn't explain.
Just when she was caught by two beauties and had to tell the time, Murong Che called.
Zhan Feng Ling didn't save his number, so he saw that it was unfamiliar. He adjusted his status, swiped to answer, and said elegantly: "Hello, are you okay?"
"Wind chime, it's me, Murong Che." The man laughed softly, and his gentle voice was like the spring breeze in March.
Zhan Fengling reacted and immediately said: "Mr. Murong, I saw the flowers you sent. Why did you suddenly send me flowers?"
"Do you like it?" Murong Che deliberately avoided the question of Zhan Fengling.
Zhan Fengling looked at the flowers, nodded and said, "I like it. Thank you very much. Mr. Murong, why did you send it to me? We don't seem to be good enough to send flowers."
Moreover, to send flowers, the man must like the woman. Zhan Yue did not say that Murong Che had such thoughts about her.
"I like you." Murong Che blurted out.
Now Zhan Fengling is in Xiao Zichen's company. Seeing how kind Xiao Zichen is to Zhan Fengling, he has a sense of crisis. He originally wanted to boil the frog with warm water, but now it seems that the warm water will make the ducks fly. He can't be so roundabout, Zhan Fengling
Simple, he used simple tricks to tell her directly what he meant.
When Zhan Fengling heard those four words, he was instantly petrified. He was stunned for five seconds before he came back to his senses and said, "Mr. Murong, are you mistaken?"
"Wind Chime, I'm not wrong. And please don't call me Mr. Murong, okay?" Murong Che said softly, with a bit of pleading.
Zhan Fengling pursed his lips and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
If you don't call him Mr. Murong, why don't you call him Murong Che, Little Cheche?
How embarrassing.
"Mr. Murong, is there some misunderstanding between us? How about I tell Zhan Yue another day and we can meet and talk?" Zhan Fengling thought that it was impossible to explain this clearly over the phone. Only by talking in person can the rejection be complete.
"I'm looking forward to talking in person, but I don't want you to reject me, Feng Chi. I've never been so attracted to a girl before you. I really like you. I hope you can give me a chance to be the man by your side.
Can I watch the mountains, rivers, and sunrises and sunsets with you?" Murong Che spoke slowly, and every word he said was extremely emotional.
If she were an ordinary person, she would have been particularly touched when she heard such words. However, Zhan Fengling's love chord was not quite right. She was not moved at all, but was a little nervous. She took a deep breath and said with some melancholy: "
Mr. Murong, thank you very much for your confession, but I think things like feelings should be let nature take its course and rely on fate. It seems that my fate with you has not yet arrived."
"Well, it's a bit close. We can get in touch slowly. Feng Chi, don't refuse my pursuit, okay?"