He would beat someone up if they disagreed with him, so why is he so gentle to a stranger?

The young man was so aggrieved that he almost shed tears. The two people in the room were completely unaware of his hypocritical behavior.

"Sister, do you remember the four great families I told you about before?"

Not understanding why her sister brought this up, Miao Qingyu lay flat on her back with her body facing Su Qingqing, waiting with great interest for her sister to tell her gossip.

"Of course I remember, so."

"Have you heard? The young master of the Minggong family is now having a hot affair with a commoner girl.

Because that commoner girl had too close a relationship with the eldest son of the Ming Palace family, the Ming Palace supporters had secretly taught her a lesson many times."

Su Qingqing paused, raised her hand and moved Miao Qingyu's hair that was hanging down due to gravity, and gently tucked it behind her ear.

Staring intently at the beautiful face, which was whiter and more flawless than the moonlight outside the window, Su Qingqing spoke slowly.

It turns out that Minggong Aotian and Fang Xiaocao got to know each other through fighting.

In the beginning, the two disliked each other, but gradually Minggong Aotian was moved by Fang Xiaocao's optimism, cheerfulness and perseverance.

During their daily bickering, he found that Fang Xiaocao had a strong sense of justice and was neither humble nor arrogant towards him.

There has always been a lot of flatterers around Minggong Aotian, but Fang Xiaocao is different from others in the flattery he receives.

She behaved well in front of him, and always spoke out when she disliked something, without fear of the huge family behind him.

He felt the long-lost vitality in her. Perhaps she was different to him.

"These two are almost in and out together now, not avoiding other people's eyes at all. Little do they know that Minggong Aotian has a fiancée. Does he think his fiancée is dead?"

"He has a fiancée, and...does Fang Xiaocao know?"

Miao Qingyu stood up and looked at everyone and snorted coldly when she saw Su Qingqing.

"Everyone in the school knows except my sister."

Pulling her sister who had sat up to lie down, Su Qingqing leaned close to her ear and whispered a warning.

"Sister, these young men have no conscience at all, not to mention any sense of responsibility. Sister, please don't forget to stay away from them on a daily basis."

Stepping back a little, Su Qingqing pointed to her head in front of the beautiful sister who was listening attentively.

"They are mentally ill and abnormal. We normal people don't play with deep well ice!"

Miao Qingyu was afraid to nod, but her white eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness.

She understood, she understood, and she would definitely do it.