Su Luo took a look and found that these people were none other than Liu Ruhua's classmates.
Su Luo's expression remained unchanged as she slowly withdrew her hand from Nangong Liuyun's. She looked at Nangong Liuyun as if nothing had happened, but saw that his face was gloomy.
"Who hurt Ruohua? Get out now--" Zhu Weiming shouted, but when he saw Nangong Liuyun, his throat suddenly seemed to be strangled, his eyes widened, and the second half of the words were swallowed into his mouth and he could no longer make a sound.
Jin, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin...how could it be him?
Nangong Liuyun lazily leaned against the wooden chair, a hint of amusement on his noble and dignified face. He smiled charmingly and seductively, his eyes cold and chilling, penetrating into the bone marrow: "How is my injury?"
At this moment, he exuded an unparalleled aura, so arrogant and conceited.
Liu Wei was horrified. He didn't expect to meet His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin here, and he had even yelled at him just now. He deserved to die!
Thinking of this, his forehead was covered with sweat, drops of which flowed down, and his face was frighteningly pale.
Nangong Liuyun looked at him disdainfully, his eyes as bright as cold lightning, "Anything else?"
At this moment, he was like a giant standing tall and majestic, with a kingly aura.
How could Liu Weiming dare to say a word? His face was stiff, but he forced a smile. A hint of fear flashed in his eyes. He said anxiously, "No, it's okay. Your Highness, take your time with your meal. Take your time..."
In front of King Jin, he didn't even dare to breathe, his eyelids drooped, and he quickly bowed and left the room, kindly closing the door.
There were people behind him who didn't know His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin and wanted to rush forward passionately, but they were held back by Liu Weiming.
Because Liu Weiming knew very well that if it was really His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin who did it, then Liu Ruohua's wrist would have been cut off in vain, and even if her father took action personally, he would not be able to get back at her.
Besides, if she had offended His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, only losing an arm would be a minor punishment. Liu Ruohua could only hope for the best.
Why did she have to offend His Royal Highness Prince Jin, the King of Hell?
Seeing Liu Weiming retreat respectfully, Su Luo's eyes were filled with surprise.
She knew that His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin had a great reputation and seemed very scary, but she didn't expect him to be so scary.
The other party had his wrist cut and didn't even dare to breathe, so how could we dare to ask for punishment?
Was Nangong Liuyun's reputation so terrifying before? Su Luo held his smooth, pointed chin with one hand, and looked him up and down curiously, as if she was meeting him for the first time.
"Do you want to see me so much? Do you want to look deeper?" Nangong Liuyun smiled in a provocative way. He pulled Su Luo's hand and put it into his shirt.
Not at all. Su Luo shook her head inwardly.
"Are you stupid?" Nangong Liuyun touched her head playfully.
He knew what she was thinking, but he only showed his gentle side in front of her, so she couldn't imagine his cruel side in front of others.
"Which side of you is the real you?" Su Luo had a calm yet graceful smile on her face, like a pear blossom with dew, fresh and beautiful.
"Which side do you like?" Nangong raised her thin pink lips playfully, and a flash of seriousness in her eyes passed by so quickly that it was impossible to catch it.
This question is not easy to answer. No matter which side of the answer is, it is full of the word "love". Nangong Liuyun, this cunning old fox, actually set a trap for her with words...
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