Chapter 98: Angry and Funny
Ming Zhao then discovered something very important.
Since Zhou Tingyun had always been in charge of her and warned her not to fall in love too early, she naturally thought that—
As a role model, Zhou Tingyun must have done the same.
Otherwise, why would he ask her to do this?
But here comes the problem.
When Zhou Tingyun was in high school, she was only in elementary school. All she did was eat and play. She was stupid and didn't understand anything, let alone pry into his relationship status.
He wiped his hands with a tissue and his eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled.
A thought suddenly popped into my mind:
He wouldn't have had a secret relationship with her and then thrown away the love letters someone else wrote to her, right?
Thinking of this possibility, Ming Zhao angrily threw the tissue into the trash can.
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In the box.
"Congratulations! You finally got what you wanted." Qin Tangyue's lips curled up slightly. "How did you get back here? Let me learn from you."
I thought that with his personality, I don’t know how long the battle line would be.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tingyun smiled and explained that he had just taken it by force and it had no reference value.
Qin Tangyue raised her eyebrows.
He? Robbery?
It’s better to say that Mars will hit the Earth tomorrow.
Thinking this person was joking, Qin Tangyue said, "Come on, are you willing to give it up?"
The tone was full of disbelief.
Breaking through his identity was already the limit for him, so how could he possibly do something like forcing a little girl?
Zhou Tingyun didn't say anything, but he thought of Ming Zhao's soft and powerless scolding of him during those days on the island, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his lips.
It was the first time he heard this word, but he felt it was appropriate.
The night view of the North City is very beautiful, with bright lights, and the ice cubes swaying in amber wine, melting hazily.
What is clear is a man and a woman talking happily in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
A similar scene suddenly appeared in Ming Zhao's mind.
The wind blew across the terrace, lifting my hair.
Gradually overlapping with the scene before my eyes.
Of course she wouldn't, and she didn't want to doubt anything.
But Zhou Tingyun's eyes with a gentle smile were too familiar to her; he had looked at her thousands of times.
So it is hard not to care about what was heard in the bathroom, and it is hard not to worry about whether Zhou Tingyun had a good impression of Qin Tangyue when he was a student?
Ming Zhao tried hard to recall his memories from elementary school, trying to find clues.
But I can only see scenes of myself eating, drinking and having fun, and I can't remember anything else.
“…” The strike of the Memory Palace made her extremely angry.
I angrily made a vicious note for him in my little notebook, as if this could slightly ease the depression in my heart.
Under the light, the cracked glass is crystal clear, reflecting the glittering light.
When Mingzhao is in a bad mood, he likes to go against Zhou Tingyun.
She insisted on drinking even though she was not allowed to. She walked leisurely to the bar, sat down, and poured herself some Baileys.
Just as she picked up the cup, a bony hand suddenly appeared in her sight and firmly grasped her wrist.
Zhou Tingyun took the glass from her hand and added two-thirds of coconut water to it.
“…”
What else can I drink?
She looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so she argued with him in a low voice, "What are you doing!"
"I should be the one asking you this," Zhou Tingyun lowered his eyes to look at her, "Baby, are you drinking secretly behind my back?"
"I didn't do it behind your back. I drank openly." Ming Zhao said confidently, "What's the matter?"
Zhou Tingyun couldn't help but feel angry and amused when he saw her arrogant look.
"Are you brave enough?"
Recalling the last time she was disobedient and drank the hidden wine at home, she felt so uncomfortable that she cried and begged him to help rub her head and stomach.
It wasn't long before he forgot his lesson again.
Ming Zhao stared back at him stubbornly, completely unaware of the messages popping up on his phone.
Lin Zhiwei: [Video]
Lin Zhiwei: [Oh my god, look at this video! Is Gu He crazy? He looks so much like your brother now! I almost didn’t recognize him.]
Lin Zhiwei: [Where are you? Please check your phone immediately.]
Lin Zhiwei: [Wait, why does this background look so familiar?]
Lin Zhiwei: [OMG Ming Zhao, you're screwed! He seems to be at the hotel where your classmates are having their reunion...]
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