Chapter 539
Wen Xin was stunned by this speech.
What kind of amazing move is this?
If the domineering CEOs in romance novels had such awareness, how could they possibly be constantly breaking up and getting back together with the female lead?
Zong Mu continued his criticism, completely disparaging the male lead in the movie.
Making your sweetheart bear the pressure makes him useless.
All you do is argue, you don't solve anything. You're such an idiot.
My crush just transferred schools, not gone to outer space. Does he not know how to book a plane ticket, or did the high-speed train explode?
If you can't let go, why bother getting a new girlfriend? You're out of your mind!
In the end, even the person he loved left this world, so what was the point of him living? Foolish!
Wen Xin: "………………"
The last two don't need to be taken so seriously.
After all, the world is mostly made up of ordinary people.
In other people's eyes, this boy is the one who is abnormal.
Zong Mu looked at her intently: "Anyway, I would never let you suffer, much less abandon you."
Wen Xin: Uh...
Her pretty face flushed slightly. "It's getting late, we should go home."
Zong Mu looked at the blush on her face, his eyes flickered slightly, and his smile deepened. "Okay."
...
On Monday, when Wen Xin walked out of the community with her schoolbag, she saw Zong Mu waiting under the tree on his bicycle.
She rushed over and asked, "Why are you riding a bicycle? Is your wound alright?"
Zong Mu said arrogantly, "What could possibly happen with that little injury?"
Wen Xin was helpless. He had already stitched up so many stitches. If the wound were any deeper, his internal organs would be visible. How could he call it a minor injury?
What constitutes a serious injury?
But it wasn't that Zong Mu was being reckless; this injury was really nothing to him.
As the sole direct heir of the most powerful family in the capital, he had spent his childhood amidst various dangers.
Kidnapping, hostage-taking, and injuries are commonplace.
Don't let his age of seventeen fool you; he has actually faced more crises than most people would in several lifetimes combined.
This honed his extremely formidable martial arts skills and robust physique.
In the past, he wouldn't have considered this kind of injury a big deal after a few days.
Now that she's been suppressing him and carefully tending to him for so many days, it would be a huge problem if he still didn't recover.
Zong Mu stepped on the pedal. "Get in, I'll take you to school."
Wen Xin double-checked, "The wound is really fine."
Zong Mu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "It's okay, I promise. I don't want to be stuck at home by you anymore."
Wen Xin's cheeks flushed slightly, and she scolded him playfully, "Who wants to pin you down?"
Zong Mu feigned surrender, a smile playing on his lips. "Alright, alright, little ancestor, may we get in the car now?"
The girl became even more embarrassed, "Don't call me that."
However, she still got on his bicycle.
Zongmu rides his bike very steadily, unlike many boys his age who like thrills and ride erratically, swaying left and right and showing off various skills that most people would consider extremely dangerous.
In fact, Wen Xin didn't know that if she weren't driving, Zong Mu's driving skills would be incredibly impressive.
But with the girl on his back, he dared not do anything reckless. It didn't matter if he crashed himself, but if he crashed her, he would have to commit seppuku to atone for his sins.
...
"Holy crap, Brother Mu, have you been possessed? Are you really Brother Mu?"
At school, Zong Mu and Wen Xin walked towards the teaching building after parking their car.
Halfway there, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from Dapeng.
Not only did it stop the two in their tracks, but it also drew the attention of students and teachers on the road.
Has Zongmu come to school?
Oh dear, the school is going to be in trouble again.
Look, they've only just arrived and they're already causing trouble.
Zong Mu's temple throbbed with rage; he wished he could pin that idiot to the ground and rub him against it.
Isn't he ashamed?
Wan Dapeng was so shocked that he completely ignored the threatening look in the eyes of his benefactor, and led the school bully gang over, their eyes fixed on the backpack that Zong Mu was slung over his shoulder.
A schoolbag? A schoolbag!!!
How could such a being exist in Brother Mu?
Did the sun rise in the west, or has Brother Mu's soul been swapped?
"Brother Mu, what's inside this?"
Could it be some kind of controlled knife or bomb?
It can't possibly really be a textbook, can it?
Absolutely impossible!
Zong Mu glanced at them indifferently, not wanting to pay attention to the idiots, grabbed Wen Xin's wrist, turned his face away, and continued walking towards the teaching building.
"Brother Mu, wait a minute, don't go, don't leave me alone!"
The voice was so mournful, it sounded like that of a devoted lover abandoned by a scumbag.
For a moment, Wen Xin and the teachers and students around her felt as if a crow with an ellipsis had flown over their heads, as if they had stumbled into some terrible script.
Zong Mu's thin lips twitched, and he said coldly, "Shut up."
Wan Dapeng crossed his arms and said, "Brother Mu, I...I was wrong, please forgive me."
Everyone: "..." Holy crap, that feeling is even stronger now.
Zong Mu's face darkened.
Seeing that Brother Mu was about to suddenly attack, Wan Dapeng snapped back to reality and quickly led the school bullies away as if riding on wheels of fire.
"Brother Mu, calm down. Don't do anything rash, please don't do anything rash. No matter what happens, we brothers are here for you."
Zong Mu: "..."
Wen Xin: "..."
The onlookers: "..."
You talk about being so loyal, but don't run away so fast!
However, they were indeed a little surprised... or rather, they looked at the schoolbag in Zongmu's hand with suspicion.
Is it really not some dangerous item inside?
Zong Mu ignored the group's stares and pulled Wen Xin away.
What are you looking at?
Haven't you ever seen a school bully carrying a backpack?
It's nothing unusual.
"Pfft."
Wen Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Zong Mu's deep gaze fell on her.
Wen Xin bit her lip, suppressing a laugh, and waved her hand, "I wasn't laughing at you."
Zong Mu twitched the corner of his lips. He would never believe such a heartless little thing.
The obedient girl shook his hand and said softly, "Others may not know that you're trying to study hard, but I do."
The gloom in Zong Mu's eyes dissipated. "At least you have a conscience."
Seeing that the big tail on his back was about to wag, Wen Xin pursed her lips and suppressed a laugh, "Alright, let's hurry back to the classroom, class is about to start."
Just as Zong Mu was about to nod, he suddenly noticed a gaze full of hatred.
His cold gaze swept over, and when he saw the newcomer, his narrow eyes narrowed.
Wen Xin followed his gaze and saw that the male lead had arrived.
The school is going to be really lively.
However, the fact that Cui Wenlin is able to attend classes suggests that he has shed the label of mental illness.
After Cui Wenlin was taken away by the family housekeeper, Wen Xin stopped letting Hong Sheng control him.
After all, given the male lead's luck, labeling him as mentally ill would probably make it easier for him to cause trouble.
Why is it that people who commit crimes due to illness are not held accountable?
Rather than letting him out, it's better to keep him under our noses and slowly torture him for fun.
Moreover, Cui Wenlin's reputation is no longer what it used to be.
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