The All-Around Young Lady Becomes the Beloved Darling

1v1, Pure Love, Multiple Identities, Group Pet, Burning and Refreshing Sweet Story.

Cold, Cute, and Fierce Boss Female Lead VS Genuinely Sharp-Tongued, Falsely Aloof Male Lead.

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Chapter 391 College Entrance Examination 2, Class Reunion

Wen Muyun's appearance was a shot in the arm for the more than forty students in Class One.

The worries, anxieties, and concerns that had been suppressed for more than two months all erupted into boundless motivation at this moment, creating an unprecedentedly positive learning atmosphere in Class One.

In fact, not only today before the exam, but for the past two months, the students in Class 1 have been studying diligently, fearing that they might let down Teacher Wen's care and love.

Her own enthusiasm for learning was high, with Qin Sheng occasionally organizing the learning materials that Song Yanzhi brought back, and she also received dedicated guidance from various academic experts.

Under such excellent learning conditions, after the elective exams on the third day, almost half of the students couldn't help but smile.

Having resisted the urge to throw away all the books, everyone was discussing in small groups how to celebrate when Wen Muyun walked in from outside the classroom.

The face, with most of the scars covered by a gauze scarf, revealed a familiar, gentle smile, even more carefree and composed than before.

She smiled and handed a gold card to class monitor Feng Yuan, saying, "I've booked a private room at Huangchao Restaurant in Mo's International. Those who aren't in a hurry to go home can go and have some fun."

A glorious dynasty?!

Feng Yuan was alright, but the others were so shocked that their eyes practically popped out of their sockets!

Huangchao Business Club!

The most upscale KTV in Anseong!

It's said that even the most basic private room costs nearly ten thousand yuan. And that's just the room fee. If you add in all the food, drinks, and entertainment, it easily exceeds ten thousand yuan.

This is a place usually frequented by business people, wealthy young men, or public figures. And now, their teacher, Mr. Wen, has already booked a private room and invited them there?!

And judging from what she said, it probably wasn't an ordinary private room, since a regular private room wouldn't be able to accommodate everyone in their class.

Wen Muyun's generosity was so great that everyone blushed.

So after Feng Yuan received the private room card, the class of forty-odd students split into two groups, one on each side, and surrounded Wen Muyun and Qin Sheng, taking them hostage and leaving the classroom.

Wen Muyun: "..."

She invited them, but at her age, she shouldn't go and join in the fun, right?

Qin Sheng: "???"

Teacher Wen is treating us to a meal. What does that have to do with her? Why are you excluding her?

Regardless of what the two were thinking, the rest of the class, overwhelmed by the joy of finishing the college entrance exam and going to Huangchao, were not afraid of them at all.

They weren't even given a tiny chance to slip away.

Especially Qin Sheng's side.

Knowing that Qin Sheng couldn't be judged by common sense, the students specially arranged for Chi Sangsang and Xia Tian to each grab one of her sleeves, and also had Lin Ziqi and another heavyweight in the class block her from the front and back.

Forget about escaping, Qin Sheng felt that the space around her was so oppressive that she could hardly breathe.

Her face was unusually cold.

Normally, everyone would have kept their distance, but this time they suddenly became much bolder. They weren't afraid and wouldn't give way until they got the person onto the bus, the bus started moving, and they were sure the person couldn't escape before they moved aside a little.

He was still grinning foolishly at Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng: "..."

I glanced at the half-open window, rubbed my fingertips together, and finally looked away.

Fine, I'll go then.

I'll just treat it as a free meal.

Speaking of getting a free meal...

Qin Sheng thought of something and turned to look at Wen Muyun, who had just regained his freedom: "Can Huangchao provide lunch for so many people?"

Wen Muyun: "...Is it possible?"

She had only accompanied Song Yu there once, so she wasn't really familiar with the place. She just thought the environment was nice and it wasn't like some of the smoky and chaotic KTVs outside, which is why she chose it.

It is possible, but...

Several students who had also been to Huangchao shook their heads and refused, saying, "The food there is just average (mainly because it's too expensive and has a very low cost-performance ratio). Let's eat at Moshi International first before going there."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's perfect timing! Huangchao doesn't open until 1 PM, and it's only a little past 11 AM now. We can grab a bite there before heading out!"

Qin Sheng glanced at the crowded bus full of her classmates and couldn't help but touch the black ring on her little finger, feeling a little heartache.

But she still took out her phone and sent a message to Mo Tian: "[Help me find a place to reserve a table at Mo's International, a big one]."

Mo Tian replied instantly: 【How many people are there in total? Approximately what time?】

Qin Sheng calculated and replied: 【Forty-seven, will arrive in one hour】

There were 47 students in the class. Except for Xi Fangyi, who left after the exam, everyone else came. Including Wen Muyun, there were still 47 students.

Mo Tian understood.

While replying to Qin Sheng with a "Received" emoji, he gave the instructions and then went into the top-floor office to report to Fu Jingheng: "Miss Qin has finished her exams and is having a class reunion. She will arrive at Mo's International in an hour. I have reserved a room for her at our self-operated Shengyuan."

Fu Jingheng paused for a moment before taking out his phone, intending to send a message to Qin Sheng, when suddenly his gaze froze.

He glanced at Mo Tian and instructed, "I have to go out for a while. Have Mo Huang and Jiang Fu come and protect Sheng Sheng. You can arrange the rest."

Mo Tian was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something when he looked up and saw that Fu Jingheng was no longer in the seat in front of him.

Mo Tian paused in surprise.

She immediately wanted to notify Mo Xuan, but when her finger touched the phone, she slowly withdrew it.

Although the boss's reaction was somewhat unusual, it shouldn't be a very difficult problem, otherwise the boss would definitely have made more specific arrangements.

Since he hasn't brought it up yet, it's best for him to just wait and see.

only……

Mo Tian's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of something strange in them.

This was the first time he had seen his boss put Miss Qin aside for other reasons since she appeared.

What could possibly have happened, or who could have caused the boss to act in this way?

*

Inside a spatial rift.

As soon as Fu Jingheng appeared, he engaged in combat with his opponent. The fight lasted for nearly a day, until the spatial rift showed signs of collapse, at which point the two sides finally stopped.

The man opposite him smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He said, "You pass."

Fu Jingheng's features were indifferent, and his voice was even more indifferent: "Whether I am qualified or not is up to Sheng Sheng to decide. You," he looked the man up and down, and sneered, "what are you?"

The man's expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly smiled again: "Very good."

Without saying anything, he glanced at Fu Jingheng again, left with the words "Protect her well," and then disappeared.

Fu Jingheng stared at the empty space before him, his dark, jade-like eyes cold and deep, even the pale golden halo around them had faded.

Suddenly, a trickle of blood slid down from the corner of his lips. Fu Jingheng's fingertips swept across the air and then disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, the man who was rapidly moving through the spatial rift on the other side suddenly stopped, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and swaying precariously.