Gu Nanyan helped Shen Bei'an lie down, turned on the massage mode, pinched Shen Bei'an's cheek, and smiled slightly. "My An'an is so righteous."
Shen Bei'an grasped Gu Nan'an's hand, his anger still lingering on his face. "Anyway, Wei Shengxu absolutely cannot be let off the hook!"
Wei Shengxi is such a good person!
She was almost drugged and succeeded by Wei Shengxu!
"An'an seems to have a very good impression of Zixi." Gu Nanyan's phoenix eyes were deep.
Shen Bei'an blinked, his tone still unpleasant, "Beauties have special privileges in my eyes, let alone Wei Shengxi, the third most beautiful woman."
"Moreover! He's your classmate, and he has a very good personality." Shen Bei'an knew that Wei Shengxi had been doing some charity work all these years. Unlike the Wei Sheng family, who were doing it for the purpose of making money, Wei Shengxi was genuinely helping children with albinism like him.
Even if you get soaked in the pouring rain, you should still hold an umbrella for others.
Moreover, I found that I felt really comfortable spending time with Wei Shengxi.
To be precise, Gu Nanyan's classmates all got along very well, and they were all protective of their own.
This pleased Master Shen very much.
Gu Nanyan tilted his head and kissed Shen Bei'an's forehead. "Yes, not to mention us, Ziqian will definitely not let Wei Shengxu off the hook."
Her classmates all thought that Wei Shengxi liked her, but Gu Nanyan did not think so.
She thought that Wei Shengxi's feelings for the arrogant and flamboyant young master of the Gu family were not affection, but rather longing.
I yearn to be like that senior sister, unrestrained and flamboyant like the sun, a young man returning in his prime, a dashing and romantic figure!
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Birds fly tirelessly, distant sails evoke a sense of melancholy at dusk. (From "Inscription on Liu Xiangong's Painting of the Three Xiang Regions" by Lang Shiyuan of the Tang Dynasty)
The stars tonight are not those of last night; for whom do I stand in the wind and dew at midnight? (From "Thoughts on a Dream" by Huang Jingren, Qing Dynasty)
You are the blurred dividing line between hopeless waiting and unwavering faith. (From Ruby Kaul, *Letters to My Future Lover*)
"Jade hall and golden horse, in the prime of youth returning, elegant and refined as a painting." (From Huang Yong's "Osmanthus Fragrance" in the Qing Dynasty)
As mentioned earlier, Zixi's feelings for the eldest son weren't genuine romantic love.
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