Chapter 115: Rumors, Confrontation



Chapter 115: Rumors, Confrontation

Her reaction made Leng Zi laugh even more.

Originally thought that the dining atmosphere would be awkward with the addition of an unfamiliar person, but unexpectedly it was unusually harmonious. During the meal, Leng Ziyue answered whatever Zhang's father and mother asked, without any of his usual cold airs, and he won the hearts of Zhang's father and mother in no time.

Perhaps it was because Leng Ziyue helped Zhang Wanwan so often that Zhang's father and mother regarded him as reliable and trustworthy. Before leaving for school, Zhang's father even specifically asked Leng Ziyue to take care of her, which made Zhang Wanwan so embarrassed that she could not stand.

In the elevator room.

Zhang Wanwan said apologetically: "Don't pay attention to what my parents say. They are just frightened by a series of things that happened."

Leng Ziyue was amused in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, "Very normal."

What does this mean? Zhang Wanwan is a little confused.

Because the two lived next door to each other and were in the same class, they inevitably went in and out together. After a long time, even Luo Jingyun and the others felt something was wrong, and dragged Leng Ziyue away when she went to the bathroom.

"Tell the truth, are you and Leng Ziyue dating?" Luo Jingyun pointed at Zhang Wanwan's eyes, almost poking them in.

Zhang Wanwan quickly slapped her salted pig's hoof away, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's nothing!"

"How can you call this disappearing? Many classmates have seen you going to school and going home together, walking together! Going in and out together, you're almost eating and living together! How can you call this disappearing?" Luo Jingyun's voice rose several degrees, attracting the attention of the classmates around her.

Zhang Wanwan was speechless. She thought that they really did eat together, but they just didn't live together. "That's impossible! My family moved, and I didn't expect to live in the same neighborhood and on the same floor as him. We also took the same route home, so it was natural for us to walk together. How could there be so much confusion!"

"You mean Leng Ziyue's home is in Shuxiang Family?" Luo Jingyun was even more shocked. "Didn't they say that the community was new? Did his family buy a house there too?"

Zhang Wanwan shrugged and didn't want to say more. However, after her explanation, the rumors decreased a lot. After all, the image of Zhang Wanwan in everyone's mind was that of a nerd who focused entirely on grades, unlike other girls who had so many crooked thoughts. Leng Ziyue had always been cold and difficult to approach. After having a reasonable answer, everyone no longer paid attention to it. After all, the studies in the second year of high school were more intense.

Since having Leng Ziyue as a neighbor, Zhang Wanwan found that her life became more "busy". Zhang's father's leg had not yet healed, so she had to cook first thing when she returned home every day. While she was cooking, the distant sound of the guqin would come from the house next door, sweeping away the day's restlessness.

When Zhang's father heard it for the first time, he went over on crutches. It turned out that it was Leng Ziyue who was playing the piano. He was even more impressed by him and asked Zhang Wanwan to learn from him.

Zhang Wanwan was so depressed that she almost vomited blood, but she didn't expect Leng Ziyue to offer to teach her to play the piano in front of Zhang's father.

In this way, she could go to Leng Ziyue's house openly every day, and Zhang's father was happy to see it. Zhang Wanwan sometimes wondered if her father was stupid. Wasn't he afraid that his daughter would be abducted?

However, staying with Leng Ziyue also has its benefits. Zhang Wanwan found that his study was full of various books, and there were two rows of teaching aids in various versions. She couldn't read them all.

One time, Zhang's father came for a surprise inspection and unexpectedly saw Zhang Wanwan sitting among a pile of books. She was so immersed in them that she didn't even look up when he walked into the room on crutches. Leng Ziyue was forced out of the study by her and was playing the guqin in the living room, feeling sorry for herself. This made Zhang's father speechless. He decided to think out of sight, out of mind. From then on, Zhang's father would never come over suddenly again.

Time flies, summer goes and autumn comes in a blink of an eye. Examinations have become a commonplace thing for them, and rankings have long been taken for granted. After all, the top students are still the top students, and the academic geniuses are still the academic geniuses, while it is extremely difficult for the poor students to turn things around, and it is not something that can be achieved overnight.

The day before the National Day holiday, the monthly exam had just ended. Because Zhang Baiyan called in advance to say he would be back, she couldn't wait and rushed out of the classroom directly after the exam.

When she was about to leave the school with the car, she ran into Leng Ziyue who was just heading to the parking lot. Zhang Wanwan quickly stopped the car and asked him, "My brother's flight is this afternoon, and I don't know if he has arrived home yet. What do you want to eat in the evening? I'll go to the market and buy some for you."

Zhang Wanwan's words successfully pleased Leng Ziyue.

Seeing that he was really thinking seriously, Zhang Wanwan suddenly became anxious, "How about this, if you think of you, send me a message. I'll leave first. If it's too late, the market will be closed."

"Okay!" Leng Ziyue smiled and watched Zhang Wanwan leave.

Yan Zeyu was watching all this silently not far away, with an expressionless face.

"She doesn't care at all. You are nothing in her heart. Only I truly love you. Don't you understand?" Huang Liting's ghostly figure suddenly appeared beside Yan Zeyu.

Yan Zeyu just stood there motionless, watching until Zhang Wanwan disappeared from his sight.

His reaction angered Huang Liting, "What's so good about that woman? Why do you keep thinking about her like this? I've loved her for so many years, and I never blamed you even when you cheated me during the class division. Doesn't that prove my sincerity?"

At this moment, Yan Zeyu finally reacted. He turned around and looked at Huang Liting coldly, then took a step back. "Don't you understand the division of classes into arts and sciences? I hate you! Even if Zhang Wanwan wasn't here, I would still hate you! I don't even want to look at you any more! This is the last time I'm going to say this to you. Don't come near me again. You make me sick!"

Huang Liting was hit hard. She bit her lip and asked unwillingly, "Why? I just like you!"

However, she didn't get any answer because Yan Zeyu walked away quickly and decisively, fearing that she would put the dog-skin plaster on him again.

Yan Zeyu happened to meet Leng Ziyue in the parking lot. There were almost no people in the parking shed at that time. Everyone was rushing to leave school and no one would stay here.

Leng Ziyue stopped by holding onto his bicycle, but Yan Zeyu strode towards him, stopped three steps away from him, and said seriously, "I will never give up on Wanwan!"

Leng Ziyue paused, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and pointed behind him sarcastically, "If you have the time to talk to me about these useless nonsense, you might as well get rid of that woman first!"

Yan Zeyu knew without looking back that Huang Liting was catching up with him. The veins on his forehead popped up instantly and he was extremely angry.

Leng Ziyue was not afraid at all. He calmly put his bicycle on the ground and said coldly, "You should know that Zhang Wanwan will never say a word to you if she is here."

Leng Ziyue left after saying this, without even glancing at Huang Liting.

(End of this chapter)

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