"I told Uncle Ji to stop caring about it."
"Then."
...
The next day, it was Gong Ci who sent Haitang to school again.
He sent her to the school gate, still a little reluctant to let her go, so he took her hand and kissed her lips, "I have something to do tonight, so I may not be able to go home until tomorrow. Let the soldier pick you up."
"You go ahead."
When Haitang got off the car, she met Murong Chen's cold eyes.
The young master's temper is quite obvious!
It was the first time Murong Chen saw Haitang and he didn't stick to her like a dog-skin plaster. He didn't move a step and just looked at her straight.
"Good morning, Murong."
Haitang greeted him and walked past him without any intention of coaxing him.
Murong Chen reached out and grabbed her, looked at her deeply, let go of her fingertips, and held them tightly, "I'll take you to the classroom."
He still took out the thermos cup in his arms, "Here, hot milk, boiled sweet soup, very delicious."
The moment Haitang raised her eyes and met his gaze, her heart trembled.
She frowned, this felt a bit strange.
She still reached out and took it, even though she didn't like sweet milk.
"Thanks."
The two walked in silence for a while. Murong Chen adjusted himself and put on a cynical smile again. "Haitang, let's eat together in the cafeteria at noon."
"Yeah, sure."
"Haitang, is there anything you like?"
Haitang also thought about it seriously, "I think I am a little obsessed with beauty. I like everything that makes people beautiful, such as beautiful clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry, skin care products, cosmetics, perfume..."
The atmosphere gradually became relaxed again.
The two of them didn't walk fast, but they held hands so openly that they still attracted a lot of attention.
Murong Chen was very careful to remember Haitang's love. His thoughts were very simple. He wanted to be a little bit better to her, and a little bit better. He had to be better than Gong Ci, so that she would like him and not be as good as Gong Ci. It was sad to see him like that! !
After sending the person to the classroom door, there was still some time before class started, but Murong Chen refused to let go.
He kept trying to find topics to talk about, and after going around in circles, he finally asked the question in his mind, "That Gong Ci is close to you, what does he want to do?"
"My brother wanted to buy me a house and asked me to register my household registration, but I refused."
"It's too much to refuse. We don't want his things."
Haitang looked at him in confusion, "I'm going in now, you should go to class as well."
"T."
...
Young Master Murong skipped class again.
Go home to find grandpa!!!
"Grandpa, I want to buy a house for Haitang and register her there."
Grandpa Murong was taking care of his baby in the stable. When Chad saw his grandson running back from school again, he was confused.
"Why are you skipping classes again? Are you going to be a gangster instead of studying? If you don't study all day, be careful or I'll beat you up."
Murong Chen's face wrinkled. "Grandpa, did you hear me? I want to buy a house for Haitang and register her."
"Haitang? That girl doesn't have a household registration?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I want to buy her a house and register her household registration."
"Go, go, go, go away. Nothing is clear. At least make sure you understand the situation first."
Murong Chen sat on a small stool nearby, his face full of misery, "My young wife is so pitiful, she doesn't even have a house, and she doesn't even have a household registration."
Grandpa Murong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Young wife?"
"What kind of house do you want to buy?"
"I don't know, buy the best one, Grandpa, give me the money."
"Go away, I have no money, what a waste."
"Then give her our home?"
"I'll give you money, and you can go and look at the house."
Murong Chen stretched out his hand and stood in front of Grandpa, "Thank you, Grandpa."
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