Only Ji Chenxiang's face was filled with anger, and Ji Chenli's face was gloomy.
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Mu Shicang and Zuo Jinheng haven't met alone for a long time. When they were young, they could be said to be the best friends among the young masters in Jinjue's upper class circle. But from a certain point on, they were like two intersecting lines. After a brief intersection, they no longer had any intersection.
After listening to Mu Shicang's words, Zuo Jinheng was silent for a long time: "Have you told her about this?"
Mu Shicang looked at her with a cold, emotionless gaze: "This has nothing to do with you, right? You helped me this time, but I didn't say I would forgive your Zuo family, so don't speak to me in a friendly tone and speak so earnestly."
Zuo Jinheng seemed unmoved by his sharp indifference. He simply smiled faintly and said, "I'm not trying to persuade you. I just think it's unfair to Shushu. She has the right to know, if you treat her as your wife."
At this time, the sound of a ship's whistle came from the river, distant and lonely.
When the voice stopped, Mu Shicang spoke again: "Zuo Jinheng, she will never know that you like her, because she has never had any such thoughts about you."
Zuo Jinheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and laughed, his laughter as carefree and relaxed as usual: "I know, but who told you that if you like someone, you have to let her know? She's right in front of me, living a happy and blissful life. Isn't that good too?"
Mu Shicang looked at him thoughtfully, then suddenly laughed, his smile slightly sarcastic: "I didn't expect you were a love saint."
Zuo Jinheng said, "Not really. I just feel there's no opportunity to take advantage of right now. If I see an opportunity, don't worry, I won't be polite to you on this matter."
Having said that, he turned to face the river and looked at the black silhouette of the boat above: "So be nice to her, otherwise you will definitely lose her."
Mu Shicang also turned around and faced the river: "You won't stand a chance."
Neither of them looked at each other, but they both heard an irreversible determination in each other's voices!
At this moment, Yang Shushu was sitting on the bed in her room when she suddenly sneezed. Jiang Lina happened to come in at this moment. When she saw her sneeze, she immediately came over nervously and asked, "What's wrong? Is this a cold?"
Yang Shushu avoided her hand: "No, why didn't you knock before coming in?"
Jiang Lina's hand paused in mid-air, a flash of displeasure in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it: "I knocked, didn't you hear it?"
Yang Shushu frowned: When can we leave here? And now that they don't have to act anymore, what on earth is Mu Shicang going to do?
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