Chapter 252: Something without Manly Ethics

Chapter 252: Something without Manly Ethics

In just half an hour's journey, Zhang Ruoshui heard more gossip than in the entire first half of her life.

Hang Meng also conducted a "pop quiz" by randomly opening a post and asking: "Look at this, do you think her boyfriend lied?"

"You lied."

Hang Meng was surprised: "Can you tell that?"

Zhang Ruoshui showed a trace of bewilderment: "Can't this be seen at a glance?" Just use some reasoning.

Hang Meng shrugged: "...It's obvious that the blogger himself didn't see it. Have you heard of the saying that those who are involved are the most confused?"

“Yes.”

"Oh, that's right..."

"But I can't understand it." Zhang Ruoshui finished the second half of the sentence.

“…”

"Anyway, if you are in such a situation, it is easy to be led by hormones and make some wrong inferences." Hang Meng sighed again, "Well, you don't seem to have such troubles."

Hang Meng changed the subject and talked about something else:

"There's a car parked outside the school recently... the popular one right now, the Cullinan. They also say that he's trying to pick up girls at our school, it's outrageous."

"Why do you say I'm here to pick up girls?" This is still Zhang Ruoshui's blind spot. It really can't be solved by listening to a few posts about two-sex relationships.

"That handsome guy brought flowers two days before he came, but I didn't see him give the flowers to anyone afterwards. He just threw them into the trash can." Hang Meng explained.

"I haven't noticed it yet." said Zhang Ruoshui.

"Yes, you drive past other people's cars every day without even glancing at them. You probably don't pay attention to the car logo."

Zhang Ruoshui, who was frugal and managed her household well, nodded.

Although her family also has luxury cars, the traffic in Jinshi is always congested, and it is most convenient to take the subway from her grandfather's house. She really doesn't care about luxury cars.

"Zhang Ruoshui!" someone shouted at the theater entrance.

Zhang Ruoshui pushed the door open and went down. Before she reached her, Zhou Xiaoshu ran down the stairs and hugged her.

Zhou Xiaoshu no longer called her "little duck".

According to Zhou Xiaoshu herself, she must maintain her dignity in public, so she can no longer use such cute names, and should save them for private use.

Zhang Ruoshui pushed Zhou Xiaoshu away a little bit and hugged An Ying who was standing nearby.

They were all used to Zhang Ruoshui's actions.

No matter how unattainable she looks on the outside, she is still a very protective and soft-hearted duck inside.

I don’t know why, but friends like this make me even more excited! Zhou Xiaoshu muttered quietly.

*

Zhang Ruoshui didn't expect that the next day, the man who was driving the Cullinan that Hang Meng mentioned would open the car door and get out in front of her.

The other person said with a stern mouth: "I really want to know how many times you can ignore me and just walk past me like this..."

"Now I know that as long as I don't show up in front of you, you can ignore me forever."

Hang Meng was walking with Zhang Ruoshu at the time, preparing to go out of school to have a meal and then come back to continue working on their group assignment.

Upon hearing this, Weiwei was stunned and turned around to ask, "Ruoshui, do you know him?"

"Mu Bo." Zhang Ruoshui called out the other person's name, slightly confused, "If you don't come out, of course I can't see you."

Mu Bo raised his hand to support his forehead: "OK, I won't tell you this. My parents invited you to dinner at home..."

After the nursing home incident, the Mu family would invite Zhang Ruoshui to dinner from time to time, and this never changed even after Mu Bo went abroad to study in high school.

Zhang Ruoshui adheres to the principle of making more friends and fewer enemies. Mu Bo has made many contributions to her in the past, and most of the time he would agree.

"Eat? What time?" Zhang Ruoshui asked naturally.

Mu Bo's eyes moved, and he asked half-jokingly, "Do we need to wait for an appointment?"

"yes."

The smile on Mu Bo's face disappeared a little: "Then tonight..."

"We're going to Xu's for dinner."

"Was it an appointment made long ago, or was it a last-minute one?"

This question was strange. Zhang Ruoshui raised her eyelids, and more confusion revealed in her eyes.

She spoke, her voice sounding cold: "Of course it was agreed a long time ago."

"Oh, I thought you were trying to avoid me."

"Why did I avoid you?"

"..." Mu Bo leaned against the car door, "Don't you know?"

Zhang Ruoshui was silent for a moment, then said, "If you have something to say, just say it. Generally speaking, the only time I take the initiative to guess someone's thoughts is when the other person is my enemy."

Hang Meng choked when he heard this.

She quickly turned to look at the handsome guy...his expression seemed to be even darker.

"Okay, then I'll make an appointment with you the day after tomorrow?" Mu Bo squeezed out a voice.

"Yeah, okay."

Only then did Mu Bo turn around and get in the car and leave.

Hang Meng couldn't help but said, "So he intended to give you that flower."

"No?"

"It's obvious. He likes you? His parents have met you? You two are childhood sweethearts, right?"

Zhang Ruoshui shook her head: "He is my younger brother, and he has had seven or eight girlfriends abroad. Every time he has a girlfriend, he will tell me on the phone, and he will specifically ask me not to tell his father."

"If he was really afraid that his father would find out, why would he tell you? You are in China, don't you know that there are risks? I think it seems like he said it on purpose to provoke you..."

“…”

"Why are you silent?"

Zhang Ruoshui considered her words, but still whispered, "This logic sounds sick."

Hang Meng waved her hand: "You haven't read many TV dramas or novels, right? Childhood sweethearts are too familiar with each other, but they still can't realize their feelings. So the hero deliberately gets close to the female supporting role to stimulate the heroine to recognize her own feelings. After that, the heroine is sad, and the hero chases his wife to the crematorium..."

Zhang Ruoshui:?

Hang Meng:?

Hang Meng looked at her expression and hesitated: "It does seem a little sick... but maybe love is like this?"

This is another blind spot.

*

When Zhang Ruoshui said she wanted to go to Xu's house for dinner, it was absolutely true.

When she arrived, Xu Ruying had not yet returned home. Xu Ruying's parents welcomed her in as if she was familiar with the place, and even shared their plant specimens and small ecological pond with her.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Xu Ruying walked in, followed by a man.

Before Zhang Ruoshui turned around and said anything, Xu Ruying spoke to her first: "Little Duck, long time no see!"

Xu Ruying hugged her tightly, pointed at the man behind her and said, "My boyfriend, you haven't met him yet, just call him Brother Yu."

Zhang Ruoshui cried out obediently.

Xu Ruying smiled: "Why are you still as obedient as when you were a child?"

Then he insisted on letting Zhang Ruoshui stay overnight at his house.

"Do you remember that you, Sheng Yuxiao, and I slept on the floor in the living room? It's really interesting to think about it now."

At night, Xu Ruying and Zhang Ruoshui lay on the same bed.

Xu Ruying yawned and said, "Oh, come to think of it, I'm already on my third boyfriend. How come Sheng Yuxiao still has no girlfriend and he's never brought one home? Does he have some unspeakable problem?"

Zhang Ruoshui was a little sleepy, so she didn't hear anything else clearly. She just instinctively refuted: "Sheng Yuxiao is not sick."

Xu Ruying smiled: "Ha, okay, maybe I will bring my girlfriend with me when I come back to attend your birthday party this time."

Zhang Ruoshui woke up instantly.

Her mind immediately thought of the post that Hang Meng had told her about.

"Anyway, I have to ask the blogger's boyfriend for help with everything... She's not his biological sister... She's too green tea..."

Zhang Ruoshui couldn't sleep.

She immediately downloaded the social platform APP that Hang Meng mentioned, searched for relevant words, and read a lot of similar posts overnight.

Some complained about the girl next door, some complained about their step-sister, and some complained about their cousins ​​who had no sense of boundaries...

Sense of boundaries.

Sense of boundaries.

She slept soundly for more than two hours that night, and these three words were all she dreamed about.

When she woke up the next day, Xu Ruying still felt that it was her fault: "Did I steal your quilt last night? You must not catch a cold, otherwise Sheng Yuxiao will be angry."

Xu Ruying was very worried and drove Zhang Ruoshui back to school personally.

As soon as she got off the car, Zhang Ruoshui's cell phone rang. It was Sheng Yuxiao calling.

"I've rescheduled my schedule. Can we have dinner together tonight?" Sheng Yuxiao paused, "I'll say it in advance this time."

"I have an appointment to have dinner at the Mu family tonight."

"Didn't you call me the day before yesterday and say you were free today? ... Um, did Mu Bo come to your school yesterday?"

"Um."

"Then go ahead, I'll just continue with my original schedule."

They ended the call.

In fact, nothing had changed. No matter where Sheng Yuxiao had been in the past few years, he had always been very kind to her. His tone on the phone had never changed.

Even if he made time and she made an appointment with someone else, he wouldn't be angry.

But she was just a little unhappy.

She thought about those posts again. Well, after she became an adult, Sheng Yuxiao shouldn't be so overly nice to her anymore.

Even if Sheng Yuxiao doesn't have a girlfriend now, he will have one in the future.

She can't become the bad guy in the post.

Zhang Ruoshui took two steps forward and suddenly stopped.

But I'm still a little unhappy.

In the president's office at the other end.

The secretary knocked on the door carefully: "Here is the latest project expenditure list."

Sheng Yuxiao took it and could vaguely see the words "mountain area" and "charity" on it.

The secretary asked, "All other directors are here. Shall we start the meeting now?"

"In half an hour."

"Okay." The secretary looked up and found Sheng Yuxiao stroking the clay sculpture on the desk.

Many clay sculptures are lined up in a row.

From small to large.

From rough to refined.

The secretary had heard about it before. It was said that it was the birthday gift that President Sheng received every year.

It actually doesn't look like it has any artistic value, as if someone made it every year without fail. Then Mr. Sheng always put it on his desk.

He takes it with him wherever he flies to work.

Mr. Sheng, who has risen all the way from being the crown prince of the Sheng family to owning his own business empire today, sometimes has a very strange style.

The secretary suppressed the thought and went out to inform the directors.

Sheng Yuxiao stroked the clay sculpture expressionlessly for a while, then suddenly picked up the phone and dialed: "Send the photos you took to Mu Rongfeng."

Those are photos of Mu Bo dating his ex-girlfriends when he was abroad.

Sheng Yuxiao doesn't care about Mu Bo.

But he had seen through Mu Rongfeng's thoughts early on.

Too much desire for profit.

This kind of thing that lacks any manly ethics is worthy of being stuffed into the duck's arms?