These days, Wen Zhiling no longer asked Song Qingmo to have dinner with him. He just chatted with Song Qingmo vaguely. During the chat, Wen Zhiling unintentionally revealed his admiration for Mu Hengshi. He wanted to understand Mu Hengshi, but he had no chance.
Song Qingmo, who had been doing his homework with a blank expression, brightened up when he heard his words. Sure enough, he had guessed correctly that Wen Zhiling liked Mu Heng. Song Qingmo had to seize the opportunity to bring him together.
"You want to know about Mu Hengshi. I'm quite familiar with him. Let's chat during the break later." Song Qingmo put down his pen and enthusiastically invited Wen Zhiling. It was great to finally get to the point. Wen Zhiling smiled back at Song Qingmo. He thought he had finally made a breakthrough in the past few days.
Mu Hengshi noticed that their eyes met and they smiled at each other. Although it was quiet after class, they were a bit far away and Mu Hengshi couldn't hear what they were saying. At this moment, Mu Hengshi's face darkened. He stared at Song Qingmo and then looked at Wen Zhiling. What on earth were they talking about that made them laugh so happily?
Mu Hengshi wanted to move Song Qingmo's head over and make him look at him and smile. But he had no position and could do nothing. He had no position, and because he had no position, Mu Hengshi could only stare at Song Qingmo helplessly.
During the break, Song Qingmo waved to Wen Zhiling from outside the door, signaling him to come out so they could talk somewhere quiet. Wen Zhiling quickly stood up and asked Mu Hengshi to give him his seat. Mu Hengshi remained calm, his earphones in his ears, pretending not to hear. "I can't let you out," Mu Hengshi thought to himself. "Now let's see how you get out and hook up with Song Qingmo."
Wen Zhiling looked at Mu Hengshi, who had called out to him many times but acted as if nothing had happened. He looked at Song Qingmo, giving him a look that begged for help. Seeing Wen Zhiling's hopeless expression, Song Qingmo couldn't help but stamp his feet anxiously. "Why don't you take off his headphones and tell him to let you out!" Although Song Qingmo himself didn't dare to do so in front of Mu Hengshi.
Mu Hengshi looked at Song Qingmo's anxious expression, smiled and mouthed: If you have the courage, why don't you come?
Song Qingmo was irritated by Mu Hengshi's provocative look. Usually when they were trying to trip each other up in the business world, they never showed up in public. Today, Mu Hengshi seemed to have lost his mind and actually provoked him directly.
"Come on, do you think I'm afraid of you? Anyway, you won't bother to retaliate in Wen Zhiling's gentle embrace, and you might even thank me." Song Qingmo, with a heroic and confident manner, walked towards Mu Hengshi with full momentum. As Song Qingmo approached, Mu Hengshi turned his head back and listened attentively to the audio playing in his headphones. Seeing that Mu Hengshi ignored him, Song Qingmo knocked on the table, motioning Mu Hengshi to look over.
Mu Hengshi stared at Song Qingmo's hand tapping on the table. Song Qingmo's skin was relatively fair, and the back of his hand had already turned a little red from the tapping. Mu Hengshi's gaze followed Song Qingmo's jade-like hand, slowly moving upwards, and finally saw that Song Qingmo had closed the closest distance to him ever. He had not expected that Song Qingmo would actually dare to come over for Wen Zhiling. However, discovering this made Mu Hengshi angry and annoyed, but also a little happy, because this way, he could use Wen Zhiling to close the distance between him and Song Qingmo.
"Classmate Mu, please give up your seat. You're blocking your deskmate's way out. I have something to ask him. Please move aside. Thank you." Mu Hengshi took off his headphones while looking up. Song Qingmo politely asked Mu Hengshi to stand up and give up his seat.
Mu Hengshi stood up with a half-smile and asked Wen Zhiling to come out. Wen Zhiling keenly noticed that Mu Hengshi and Song Qingmo were together. No one else could get in the way, and the air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder. Wen Zhiling came out and tried to pull him out.
As soon as Wen Zhiling made a move, he was frightened back by Mu Hengshi's vicious glare. For a moment, Wen Zhiling felt like he was being stared at by a wolf, as if his hand would be torn apart if he touched it. Wen Zhiling tried his best to restrain his trembling. Is this the aura of the powerful and powerful in the Beijing circle? Song Qingmo thought he was scared by Mu Hengshi and immediately didn't bother to confront Mu Hengshi anymore. He patted Wen Zhiling and signaled him to leave.
But Wen Zhiling wasn't afraid; he was merely trembling with excitement. He wanted this kind of power and wealth so badly that, even if Mu Hengshi was a monster, he would still take him down and live among the rich. That was exactly what he'd been thinking when, at Xu Fengyi's request, he stripped naked in the graduation party guest room to seduce Mu Hengshi. But he hadn't expected Mu Hengshi to be tortured by lust rather than touch him. He escaped when no one was around and quickly cleaned up the situation, lest Mu Hengshi investigate later. That would have been the end of him, but his ambitions couldn't stop there. Mu Hengshi had already become entangled with him, so he was determined to have him as his own.
Wen Zhiling's face trembled with excitement at the thought of the good life he'd be able to lead once he succeeded. He covered his face with his hands to hide his contorted expression of joy. Wen Zhiling fixed his gaze on Song Qingmo. This guy was truly an eyesore. He had no real shining points, but he was simply born into a good family, yet he lived a life dozens of times better than himself. Not only did people like Mu Hengshi like him, but also Song's father and mother, who had been so rich that day, loved him. It was unfair that someone like him, who was loved by the world, was so ordinary. The world should only have the capable. When he first knew Xu Fengyi liked him, he resorted to such dirty tricks for Song Qingmo, but he didn't mind. He was jealous of Song Qingmo. Since so many people loved him, he wanted to drag Song Qingmo down step by step, making him never to be reborn.
Wen Zhiling didn't know why he had such a strong hostility towards Song Qingmo, but he just couldn't help but feel jealous and resentful. Song Qingmo didn't notice that Wen Zhiling's expression behind him had begun to tremble with excitement and twisted, and now it had turned into a very poisonous and resentful look, staring at him.
"Okay, we're on the rooftop. What do you want to ask? Tell me about Mu Hengshi, and I'll do my best to answer your questions." Wen Zhiling quickly retracted his vicious glare and turned his head back to his usual cute expression. Because his facial expression changed so quickly, his facial muscles twitched. Song Qingmo looked at Wen Zhiling's face, which was a little ferocious, and asked quickly, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Qingmo wanted to support Wen Zhiling with his hand, but just as he was about to put his hand on him, Mu Hengshi ran out from somewhere and stabilized Wen Zhiling before him.
"Where did you come from?" Song Qingmo asked in surprise. Then he saw the flash of panic on Mu Hengshi's face, and then looked at his hand holding Wen Zhiling. He couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that Mu Hengshi has fallen in love with Wen Zhiling? He stopped Wen Zhiling from coming out at the beginning just to keep him away from him. Is this guy jealous? Song Qingmo thought of the previous times Wen Zhiling came to see him, and Mu Hengshi's sour face. He was sure that this must be the case.
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