As soon as Chenxing returned to the courtyard, she saw a nanny van parked at the gate.
They are the seniors of the Tianxing Group!
After all, such a thing has happened. As their guide, even if I'm lazy, there has to be a limit. I have to step in and mediate.
Gu Xin rolled down the car window, gesturing for Chu Moyan to get in.
Although they didn't know the specifics, Ya Chi's brother said that they could roughly guess what was going on with the "Shut Up Girl's Oil King Files" incident...
Chu Moyan glanced at her and got into the car.
Wen Jueqian wanted to follow, but Meng Shuangcheng, who got out of the car, stopped her: "You don't need to follow, they have something to say."
"By the way, where is Shen Fuyao? I'm going to find her."
"In the pond..."
The two old men also rushed out, clearly in a hurry.
When I got back in the afternoon, I noticed that two of the girls were acting strangely. They were fine during the day, so what happened?
...
Only Gu Xin and Chu Moyan remained in the car. Tianxing had brought three people this time, and Ya Chi got off the car early.
The rest are searching the world for statues...
Would you like something to drink?
Duck took a bottle of juice out of the insulated box and handed it to her.
The girl who had kept quiet thanked him and accepted the gift: "Friend Gu, what can I do for you?"
"Um...would it be convenient for you to tell me about your relationship with Shen Fuyao?"
Gu Xin asked directly, and Mo Yan was a little stunned. Was her private matter really worth alarming you all?
"Don't you want to talk?" Duck grabbed a drink, adjusted her chair back, and settled in comfortably.
"Then let me tell you my story..."
Do you feel that we, the Celestial Star Group, have a good relationship?
"Hmm... okay, don't you guys always spend Chinese New Year together..."
Chu Moyan felt that these words were nonsensical, but she still answered objectively.
“Ha…really…” Gu Xin shook her head: “Actually, Shuangcheng and I both find it quite incredible that we’ve come this far.”
"Because...we bullied Fu Yachi when we were kids..."
"What?" The girl who had shut up opened her eyes wide, looking completely incredulous.
"Hard to imagine, right..." Duck took a sip of her drink, "We almost bullied her to death because of some misunderstandings..."
"This isn't an exaggeration; I was really bullied to death..."
The girl who shut up: "So... Teacher Fu will forgive you?"
"It's less about forgiving and more about letting it go. Xiao Chi hasn't said this, but Shuangcheng and I both know it..."
Gu Xin put down her drink and just looked at her: "Although I don't know exactly what happened between you and Shen Fuyao, I'm telling you this not so you can be like Xiao Chi, I just want to tell you..."
"How I felt at that time, as a sinner!"
“We are now very close friends, but I have never forgotten the mistakes I made. If my wife weren’t with me, I might have atoned with my death…”
"You might think this is a bit far-fetched, but that's really what I think!"
Looking into her incredibly determined eyes, Chu Moyan was stunned, and suddenly remembered what the Oil King had said earlier.
"I don't know... If I did know, you wouldn't be seeing me now..."
Do you know how it felt when she died in front of me, and I wanted to be with her, but was told to live well instead?
Gu Xin still has his wife by his side, but Fuyao...
Thinking of this, Chu Moyan immediately wanted to get out of the car to find You Wang, but Ya Ya stopped her:
"Calm down! You need to figure out what your feelings for Shen Fuyao really are..."
“The matter has been clearly explained! I have no feelings towards her! I just hope she won't blame herself! And that she can be happy every day! Isn't that enough!”
The girl shouted, "Shut up!" and broke free from Gu Xin's hand to open the door and get out of the car.
Duck didn't stop her anymore, but instead picked up the drink she hadn't finished.
"Tianxing is already a tragedy, Chenxing must always be well..."
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On the other side, Meng Shuangcheng and Shen Fuyao sat side by side by the pond, throwing pebbles.
"After all this talk, I understand what you mean. You feel indebted to Chu Moyan because you caused her to lose her sense of taste, so you're ashamed to stay?"
Cheng Ge spoke very bluntly, while You Wang clenched his fists tightly.
"Don't feel bad for what I'm saying. I'm just like you; I also have people I owe debts to!"
"But aren't I still staying in the troupe obediently? Is it because I'm thicker-skinned than others, and I insist on staying?"
"Yes! Ignorance is no excuse, that's all bullshit. A mistake is a mistake, but if you take all the blame yourself, what about the person who actually caused the tragedy?"
"Would he feel guilty if you left the group, lived a life of suffering, or committed suicide?"
"No! Otherwise, the tragedy couldn't have happened!"
"So why are you torturing yourself like this? Wouldn't it be better to live a good life, catch the murderer, and bring him to justice?"
The oil king didn't speak, but his tightly clenched hands loosened, and he silently lowered his head.
"Shen Fuyao!"
Just then, Chu Moyan's loud voice came from not far away, sounding hurried as if she wanted to fight.
"Hmm?" Just as Fuyao raised her head, the girl who had been running too fast couldn't stop and fell to her feet.
The two locked eyes, and Xiao Yan felt a little awkward. The powerful speech she had given in the car was now stuck in her throat.
Meng Shuangcheng's eyelids twitched slightly. What did Gu Xin say to her?
Why do I feel like she has more arms?
"What else do you want to say?" Shen Fuyao withdrew her leg, and Chu Moyan glanced at Cheng Ge beside her...
"You guys chat, I'm leaving..."
After Shuangcheng walked away, the girl who had kept quiet suddenly hugged Youwang: "You really don't need to feel guilty about Manman's death and my loss of taste. It was never your fault!"
"Let's live a good life together, okay? Let's be happy every day and catch the one who really harmed us! Let him be executed or sentenced to life imprisonment!"
"Anyway, don't try to handle it all yourself! I..."
"Stop talking..."
Fuyao patted her on the back. "So many people have come to talk to me today."
Xiaoyan, Xiaoning, Chengge...
Manman, what should I do next?
She silently asked herself these questions every day, when suddenly a breeze carried a leaf and patted the girl who had shut up onto her face.
"What the hell?"
Chu Moyan caught it, and perhaps because of its orientation, more leaves fell.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What's going on? Is this tree shedding its feathers?!"
She let go of the oil king and stood aside.
Shen Fuyao stared blankly at the leaves hanging on her clothes.
I touched it gently with my hand, and it didn't fall off?
Manman... are you asking me to stay?
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