At the beginning, Mu Hengshi secretly followed Song Qingmo and the others after they left. He didn't understand why he had to eavesdrop on their conversation like a pervert. Following Wen Zhiling, Mu Hengshi vaguely felt a malicious aura in the air, which was obviously emitted by Wen Zhiling.

When Mu Hengshi heard that Song Qingmo wanted to sell his information to Wen Zhiling, he laughed out loud, his eyes tinged with anger. He felt sad. He had spent two hundred thousand yuan on a private detective to look up Wen Zhiling's information, but in Song Qingmo's eyes, he was worth nothing. He could tell anyone anything they wanted to ask. In Song Qingmo's heart, he was not as important as Wen Zhiling.

Mu Hengshi clenched his fists and stared at Song Qingmo intently. He saw Song Qingmo and wanted to help the fallen Wen Zhiling. He didn't want Song Qingmo to touch anyone else, so before Song Qingmo touched Wen Zhiling, he ran over to help Wen Zhiling. Time went back to the present. When Mu Hengshi supported Wen Zhiling in time, he raised his head and saw Song Qingmo looking at him and Wen Zhiling in his arms with a sizing look. He knew that Song Qingmo must have had the wrong idea. He wanted to explain, but swallowed the words back. It was better to let Song Qingmo misunderstand, so that he would stay away from Wen Zhiling.

"Thank you, classmate Mu." Wen Zhiling calmed himself down when Mu Hengshi asked him to. He felt happy. This guy had ignored him for the past few days, but he didn't expect him to take the initiative to help him today. As expected, using Song Qingmo as a breakthrough point was the right decision. Wen Zhiling was a little proud, but he hid his gaze well, so that Song Qingmo and Mu Hengshi didn't notice.

"Mu Hengshi and Wen, I won't bother you two any longer. By the way, Wen, what questions do you want to ask? Just ask Mu Hengshi himself. Now that I think about it, I'm not very familiar with him, so I'm afraid I can't answer your question. Mu Hengshi himself is here, so you can ask him. I'll be leaving first. Bye."

Song Qingmo didn't want to be fed with the two people's vague dog food here. He still knew how to keep his distance. Now that he saw that Mu Hengshi was interested in Wen Zhiling, it would be much easier to deal with. But he couldn't let Mu Hengshi misunderstand that there was something going on between him and Wen Zhiling. He didn't like Wen Zhiling, so he decided to take the opportunity to run away.

Song Qingmo didn't wait for Wen Zhiling and Mu Hengshi's response and just left. Because he walked so fast, Song Qingmo soon disappeared.

"Wen Zhiling, tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me and Song Qingmo?" After Song Qingmo left, Mu Hengshi let go of Wen Zhiling and wiped his hands in disgust.

"Mr. Mu, I..." Wen Zhiling's eyes dimmed when he saw Mu Hengshi wiping his hands. It seemed that direct seduction wouldn't work. Wen Zhiling took a deep breath and thought of a solution. He asked tentatively, "Mr. Mu, you weren't jealous just now, were you? Just because Mr. Song and I are close friends, what if I told you I have a way for you to pursue Ms. Song?"

When Mu Heng heard Wen Zhiling say that he was jealous of Song Qingmo, he immediately wanted to argue, but when he heard Wen Zhiling say that he could help him pursue Song Qingmo, he pursed his lips and looked up at this person.

Wen Zhiling was not afraid of the courage in Mu Hengshi's eyes. He held on under the probing pressure from Mu Hengshi and let Mu Hengshi watch him casually.

"I guess someone as cautious as classmate Mu should have checked my information. I am innocent. Although I like you, I can help you become the person you like for your sake, but the prerequisite is that you have to pretend to be a lesbian with me first. This way, not only can I fulfill my dream, but it can also make Song Qingmo jealous. It's killing two birds with one stone, isn't it?" When Wen Zhiling said this, his tone became a little choked and aggrieved, but at the same time he remained strong.

Mu Hengshi just looked at the undisguised love in Wen Zhiling's eyes quietly. Wen Zhiling's acting was very good, and Mu Hengshi couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

"You say you like me, but where's the evidence? Is it just based on a chance encounter at a basketball game? I don't believe in love at first sight." Mu Hengshi added a hint of threat when he said this.

"Besides, you saw it too. Song Qingmo didn't care at all about the close contact between you and me. Are you sure that becoming my boyfriend will make him jealous?"

"Classmate Mu, I didn't expect you to be so unconfident about yourself. In my eyes, you are the best. You are beautiful, have excellent grades, and are even invincible in the business world. You are such a perfect person. You have been friends with Classmate Song for so many years. How could he not like you? Maybe he is not aware of his feelings. Maybe he will understand after some provocation." Wen Zhiling flattered Mu Hengshi with endless admiration.

Mu Hengshi heard Wen Zhiling's words, thought for a moment, and finally wanted to agree. He didn't want to end his relationship with Song Qingmo, even if he went back on his word. "Okay, let's give it a try."

"Don't worry, classmate Mu, I will do my best to help you win over classmate Song's feelings," Wen Zhiling said to Mu Hengshi with a wry smile. Mu Hengshi ignored the disappointment in Wen Zhiling's eyes. He had never believed that Wen Zhiling liked him. To say that he was obsessed with the Mu family's wealth and glory was more accurate. As someone in the upper class, he had long known that in the eyes of many people, power and wealth were far more important than so-called love. No matter what Wen Zhiling's purpose was in approaching him, he would play along. After all, he was just a small grasshopper.

"Okay, then we have a deal." Wen Zhiling stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Mu Hengshi's hand. Mu Hengshi dodged, offended by Wen Zhiling's rash action. He turned around and stared at Wen Zhiling coldly. Wen Zhiling also thought to himself that it was not good, it was too anxious at this time, but Wen Zhiling quickly thought of a countermeasure and said: "Let's hold hands and go back now, okay? Maybe classmate Song will react when he sees us holding hands. You want to see it too."

"If you want to poop, wait until you get to the classroom door. Although I have already promised you, you'd better be careful." Mu Hengshi looked at him coldly, turned around and left.

When Wen Zhiling stared at Mu Heng, he thought that there was still a long way to go.

When they were almost at the classroom door, Wen Zhiling obediently stretched out his hand to Mu Hengshi's hand, cautiously testing Mu Hengshi.

Mu Hengshi glanced at the hand that was stretched out to him, and then without saying anything, he held it with a few fingers. Song Qingmo started reading when he came back. He was reciting the book with great effort and tilted his head to the side. Unexpectedly, he saw Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling holding hands. Although Mu Hengshi's posture of holding Wen Zhiling's hand was a bit strange, and he only used a few fingers to twist Wen Zhiling's other finger, but this was already very impressive in Song Qingmo's eyes. He didn't expect Wen Zhiling to be so charming that Mu Hengshi had held his hand in just a few minutes. It was really amazing! Song Qingmo gave Wen Zhiling a thumbs up in his heart. This gave people a sense that the weird Wen Zhiling was really good.

He thought back to when he and Mu Hengshi had met many times as children, but Mu Hengshi never even glanced at him, let alone held his hand. It was true that comparison was the thief of anger.