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  But ever since Nan Hao came to question him that day, the relationship between Murong Qiao and Nan Kang has been hovering in Zheng Yue's heart, almost becoming a demon.

  At this moment Murong Qiao was standing in front of her, and Zheng Yue looked at her with hatred and resentment that she didn't even realize.

   Murong Qiao frowned instead, "How do you know about Nankang?"

  Her questioning tone did not seem to be fake, and her searching eyes swept across Zheng Yue's face, as if she really didn't know.

  As if he and Zheng Yue were still friends, Murong Qiao hesitated for a moment before answering again after being asked this question.

   "Our family's relationship is complicated, so I've always been reluctant to say more, but how did you know?" she asked.

  Looking at the furrows between Murong Qiao's brows, Zheng Yue didn't believe the words she was throwing out at this moment.

  Her tone was almost annoyed, "I've been dating Nankang all the time! Don't you know?!"

   Zheng Yue's voice suddenly rose, causing several girls nearby to cast their gazes in this direction.

   Realizing that something was wrong, Zheng Yue took another deep breath, suppressing the irritability and hatred in her heart, trying not to draw attention to herself.

   "Are you questioning me?" Murong Qiao frowned.

   Following these words, the already weird atmosphere between the two suddenly dropped to freezing point, as if even the air condensed.

   Zheng Yue sneered, "Yes."

   "But you haven't told me who the person you're dating, what identity, how could I know?" Murong Qiao returned the words to her.

   Zheng Yue choked up when Murong Qiao sent it back intact, and her thoughts were taken away in an instant.

   It is true that she never told Murong Qiao the details...

   Even in order to conceal that she was in a relationship with an old man, Zheng Yue even beautified a lot in the chats with Murong Qiao several times.

  But—with Murong Qiao's methods and contacts, how could she not know?

   Zheng Yue immediately refuted, "Didn't you investigate me?"

   This is a bit ridiculous.

   "I'm very busy." Murong Qiao sighed helplessly.

  She pointed to the dormitory, "I'm focusing on studying during my lunch break, so how can I have time to investigate you?"

   "Could it be that you think that I have nothing to do all day, and then I go around you, and I want to find someone to investigate you completely?" Murong Qiao asked again.

  Zheng Yue tried to find some reasons to refute Murong Qiao, but she had to admit that she was right.

  The flawless rhetoric was right in front of her, seeing Murong Qiao's helpless and funny expression, Zheng Yue blushed and finally had to give up.

  But she was unwilling, and she didn't feel that what she said was wrong, she just felt that Murong Qiao just didn't reveal the truth.

   Murong Qiao didn't have time to continue chatting with her, so she went back to the dormitory after seeing that Zheng Yue didn't speak.

   "Are you okay?" Leng Yan turned to look at her.

  Murong Qiao shook his head, "I just asked some questions."

   She hasn't taken this little matter to heart.

  Yang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good, Zheng Yue's eyes seem to be able to eat you up."

   Seeing Murong Qiao come back with the same expression, Yang Xin and Leng Yan were relieved.

   In less than a minute, Yang Xin's attention was attracted by other things.

   "By the way, Qiao Qiao, they are still squatting at the door recently." Yang Xin was curious.

  The matter of Nanxuan and Nanjin squatting on Murong Qiao is not a secret in Huida now, and a random student can say a few words.

   Mentioning this, Murong Qiao was also a little dumbfounded, "I don't know what they want to do."

  Since being beaten by the second brother and the third brother last time, Nan Jin and Nan Xuan not only did not retreat in spite of the difficulties, but even became more frustrated and courageous.

  The frequency of the two people taking turns squatting at the gate of Huida University is more diligent than clocking in at work.

   Murong Qiao's life during this time has been colorful.

  But one day later, when Murong Qiao opened the door to go to school, he saw a different figure.

   "Fourth brother?" She asked in surprise.

The dazzling white no longer exists, replaced by fashionable clothes stitched and tailored from different color blocks. The man standing at the door looks sleepy, the corners of his eyes and brows drooping a little, showing a bit of reluctance to stand At the door was Murong Qiao's fourth brother Yanxiu.

  Yanxiu saw her come out and put the phone back in his pocket. "I'll deliver it today."

  His words were concise, and his resistance to going out was written all over his face.

   "Ah, good." Murong Qiao reflexively agreed, "Actually, you don't need to give it away..."

  Seeing that the second brother Murong Zheng didn't come, Murong Qiao had a rough guess in his heart, guessing that he was busy.

  In fact, the situation is no different from what Murong Qiao guessed.

  Early this morning, Murong Zheng was ready to send his sister to school, but when he was about to go out, the director called him to the hospital, saying that he had to have an emergency operation.

   Helpless, Murong Zheng had no choice but to entrust this matter to Yanxiu.

  At first, Yanxiu didn't want to move, and didn't intend to agree at all. Later, seeing that Murong Zheng was so persistent, he was forced to leave early in the morning to find Murong Qiao.

   "Second brother asked me to come." Yanxiu threw out a sentence.

  These words stopped Murong Qiao's original evasion.

   Murong Zheng sent her to school for almost a week, and Murong Qiao suspected that no one could doubt his persistence.

  Since this is the case, Murong Qiao can only hope that the time to go to school can be shortened. After all, she is really in a hurry with the fourth brother who is quiet and devoted to design.

  So they took the elevator downstairs from the door of the house until they got in the car. Murong Qiao and Yanxiu maintained the atmosphere that silence is golden.

   During the period, Murong Qiao secretly looked at the fourth brother several times, seeing that he was leaning against the car window with a mask on and his eyes closed, so he sat in his seat with peace of mind and honestly fished.

   "..." Yanxiu didn't feel sleepy.

   Right now, he was thinking about what exactly Murong Zheng asked him to do.

  Murong Qiao is an adult, so there is no need to talk about his safety, but what Yanxiu really cares about is Murong Zheng's persistent attitude that makes him come.

  He squinted slightly, looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, the expression on his face that was so thin that no emotion showed any emotion was his own aura, and he was simply repulsed by others thousands of miles away.

   Escorting my sister to school... Is there anything worth paying attention to?

  The doubts lingering in Yanxiu's heart were solved when he accompanied Murong Qiao to the school gate.

   "Jojo, I changed my breakfast today, see if it suits your taste—"

   Not surprisingly, Nan Jin was waiting for Murong Qiao's arrival again.

   Yanxiu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on the man in front of him unscrupulously, and he looked him up and down.

  Murong Qiao took a step back, "No need."

  Anyway, she ate it every day when she went out, and she would never accept Nan Jin's kindness.

   "I just want to make up for my mistakes, Qiao Qiao." Nan Jin smiled wryly.

  He looked at Murong Qiao who was keeping a distance from him, and handed the breakfast in the air with a little embarrassment.

  Murong Qiao didn't make a sound, and Nan Jin didn't give up, so the two of them stood deadlocked at the school gate.

  Yanxiu stood aside, taking in the intimacy in Nan Jin's tone that could not be concealed, as well as the guilt in his eyes for Murong Qiao Ming.

  He seemed to know why Murong Zheng insisted on letting him come.