Minglu raised an eyebrow and ran into Nie Yuchen again.
Nie Yuchen was very handsome. Upon closer inspection, his eyebrows and eyes resembled those of his youngest disciple. However, they were different styles. The person in front of him was older, more elegant and low-key, deep and reserved, while his youngest disciple was so tender that she could be pinched to look tender, and would always sweetly call him Master.
The man beside Nie Yuchen, on the other hand, had a rather youthful appearance, with neat short black hair and clean, jade-like skin, giving him a pure and innocent look.
The man kept his head down, frowning in thought, as if he had something difficult to deal with. When he looked up and saw Mingluo, his eyes were immediately filled with amazement, and he looked eager to make a move. He seemed to realize that his behavior was inappropriate, so he turned his head away, but his eyes still involuntarily fell on Mingluo.
Nie Yuchen was inexplicably in a bad mood. He didn't know if it was because Nie Heng had secretly run away from abroad and returned, or because Fan Wensi's gaze was fixed on Mingluo.
He gave Minglu a meaningful look, then his gaze drifted to Nie Heng, and he said indifferently, "Weren't you abroad? What are you doing here?"
“I…I’ve finished taking care of things abroad, so I’ll be back soon,” Nie Heng said, mustering his courage to retort.
"So fast?" Nie Yuchen frowned.
Previously, Nie Heng had been clamoring to participate in a racing competition, and he had been trying to stop him from going. But this time, he made an exception.
Given Nie Heng's skill level and passion for racing, he should have returned on the last day of the two-week race schedule. Unexpectedly, he returned so early.
He had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, Nie Heng said confidently, "I lost, and that's why I came back."
Shao Zhenxuan, He Lin, and the others chuckled.
Nie Heng failed to make it into the top 24 this time, which clearly shows he didn't want to compete.
They used to think that Nie Heng was love-struck and had lost his mind, but after seeing Ming Luo, they realized that they could also become love-struck.
Nie Yuchen: "..."
He didn't expect that Mingluo's influence on Nie Heng would be so great that it would make Nie Heng give up his beloved racing.
He didn't want to embarrass Nie Heng in front of everyone, so he nodded and let him do as he pleased.
Nie Heng breathed a sigh of relief.
The Demon King didn't reprimand him?
He must have been impressed by his unwavering attitude; he must continue to maintain this attitude next time.
Go for it! He can do it!
Suddenly, Nie Yuchen's lips curled into a faint smile, and he said indifferently, "Have fun today, come find me tomorrow, I have something I need you to do."
He was too lenient with Nie Heng. If he didn't want to race, he could go to the mountains instead.
There is a charitable foundation that needs to inspect and implement projects in various mountainous areas, which is a good opportunity for Nie Heng to experience life there.
"I'm not going. I'm still a student and my studies should be my priority." Nie Heng had a terrified look on his face, thinking that the Great Demon King must be up to no good to find him, so he wasn't going.
A smile appeared on Nie Yuchen's lips. "Tomorrow at noon."
“…I said I’m not going.” Nie Heng’s eyes widened, and all the entertainment options in Fangoli suddenly lost their appeal.
The Demon King must have done it on purpose; he just wants him to be a perpetual bachelor with him.
Nie Yuchen ignored him and instead led Fan Wensi downstairs.
As he passed Mingluo, he inexplicably thought of that peach blossom he had dismissed as a delusion. If that peach blossom were to fall on him, would it also fall on someone else? What if Nie Heng was the one to be affected...?
Suddenly, the information of the men who had pursued Mingluo flashed through his mind. They all had suddenly become fervent in their pursuit of Mingluo, and then gave up.
If all those men pursued Mingluo only after they had already been blessed with good fortune in love, then everything makes perfect sense.
There's something wrong with that peach blossom!
Nie Yuchen scrutinized Mingluo with a probing gaze. At this moment, Mingluo's danger level in his eyes had risen rapidly from a small flower to a demonic flower.
Just then, Minglu felt a burning sensation on her collarbone, and a vibrant red flower flew out again. This time, its target was clear: Fan Wensi, who was next to Nie Yuchen.
Mingluo's eyes were slightly cool.
The sudden appearance of the falling petals caught her completely off guard, and she didn't even know what the flower was for.
But subconsciously she felt that there must be something strange about this thing.
She mobilized the little spiritual power she possessed and reached out to grab the elusive flower.
Nie Yuchen stood in front of Fan Wensi without hesitation.
"Smack!"
Mingluo's hand landed on Nie Yuchen's neck.
That bright red flower landed silently on Nie Yuchen's neck and slowly seeped in...
To everyone else, this scene appeared as Mingluo slapping Nie Yuchen...
How daring!
That's the Great Demon King.
Nie Heng wanted to let out a scream like a groundhog.
Nie Yuchen's dark eyes narrowed slightly. Mingluo's actions clearly reminded him that the peach blossom was not his illusion, but a real thing, and it could even mysteriously enter a person's skin.
He grabbed Mingluo's wrist with his other hand. Mingluo pulled her hand back and moved her body backward, exuding arrogance and a decisive, ruthless aura. If Nie Yuchen dared to take another step forward, she would not be polite.
"Uncle, she didn't mean it." Nie Heng hurriedly stopped Nie Yuchen, gave Shao Zhenxuan a look, and He Lin quickly protected Ming Luo.
Holy crap, his uncle is a monster, he actually laid a hand on a woman.
Nie Yuchen looked at his nephew with cerebral palsy and thought about sending him to Africa to work in the mines.
He said coldly, "Didn't you see?"
“Minglu didn’t do it on purpose. There were flies just now. Can’t I even swat flies?” Nie Heng said defiantly.
He wouldn't be a man if he couldn't protect Mingluo today, even if he had to be sent to teach in Africa.
Who told the Great Demon King to insist on coming up here to get beaten up?
To be honest, Mingluo really did not make any mistakes.
Nie Yuchen: "..."
He looked at Nie Heng with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot; this guy actually has the potential to be a henpecked husband.
He looked at the others.
The group was completely bewildered, looking at him as if he were a scumbag who had committed domestic violence.
He suddenly realized that they couldn't see the strange peach blossom...
His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark aura around him receded, replaced by a bright and refined demeanor, as if the coldness and sharpness he had just displayed were an illusion.
A distant smile appeared on his lips as he said indifferently, "Miss Ming, would you be interested in having a talk?"
“…No interest, Mingluo is busy.” Nie Heng looked wary. He had to protect his little darling and could not let Mingluo succumb to the tyranny of the Great Demon King.
"Okay!" Mingluo's voice rang out indifferently, her tone lazy, showing no regard for Nie Yuchen.
Nie Yuchen's lips curled slightly. Interesting!
He does seem to have a certain daring and responsible attitude.
He turned and said a few words to Fan Wensi, then extended his hand to Ming Luo in a gentlemanly manner, "Please!"
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