In Murong Cheng's love, there is always a horror.
Mu Zi never understood why Murong Cheng loved her? The thought turned around in her heart, and she couldn't help asking herself, is this love?
what is love?
Mu Zi never loved anyone.
She used to think that Mu Zening was love like that, but she saw Mu Zening and Qiao Jingjia warm and unclear... Mu Zi's understanding of love became confused.
Murong Cheng sent her to the school gate.
When Mu Zi was about to get out of the car, Murong Cheng grabbed her, took out the gun he carried, and stuffed it into her schoolbag.
"Someone will climb the window next time and use this." He seldom suppressed his arrogance and told her with a serious face, "I will leave Wang Zhan, and you will find him if anything happens."
A black and heavy pistol, delicate and fierce.
Mu Zi's scalp was numb, and he refused, "I don't need this! You can take it back."
She is a good law-abiding citizen, should anyone shoot and play casually like him?
Even if she was unlucky enough to be climbed through the window, she could shout for help and call the police, how could she shoot someone?
"Observe, put it away." Murong Cheng frowned slightly, and his dark eyes wore a warning. "When I come back, if you find that you are missing a hair, believe it or not, I will take care of you?"
This kind of verbal threat... Mu Zi is almost immune.
"...I know, brother." Mu Zi sighed, put his schoolbag on his back and got out of the car.
Before leaving, Murong Cheng also pinched his face.
She rubbed her face and walked into the school gate, all the way to the classroom, always feeling that she had forgotten something.
When she sat at her desk, she remembered—she forgot to talk to Murong Cheng about the relationship between the two.
It was true that I slept too late yesterday and got up too early today. She was so embarrassed that she forgot to mention it.
but……
Even if you really want to mention it, there seems to be no way to speak, right?
Although her original intention was to express her self-esteem and self-love, she would never be his plaything, lover, bed partner, or any other role that lacks personal respect.
But this kind of remark, once the woman takes the initiative to mention it, inexplicably reveals a feeling of asking for a name.
As if she couldn't wait to become Murong Cheng's true girlfriend.
It's weird.
...
During the lunch break, students flocked to the cafeteria.
As usual, Mu Zi had dinner with Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia. Wang Zilong was very considerate and took a seat for them in advance.
During the meal, Zhuang Jia shared the gossip again——
This time, she was talking neither Gu Liang nor Gu Yan, but Huo Rong, the owner of the Huo family.
"There is always only his news in the news and no pictures of him. So far the outside world knows very little about him. The only thing that can be confirmed is that he is probably not married, has no children, and does not have any women around him."
Mu Zi couldn't help but listen carefully, wondering what others think of Murong Cheng.
Jiang Zhinuan also looked curious.
"Don't think that if there is no woman around him, it is just to be clean and self-conscious." Zhuang Jia squinted, and said slowly, "This kind of big man must be guarded against being killed and killed. Women are even more cautious, afraid that the sleeping woman is a spy or a killer. Huo Rong is not looking for a woman, it is his life!"
Wang Zilong interjected disdainfully: "It sounds like someone is willing to spare his life."
Zhuang Jia was choked, her expression very unhappy.
She ignored Wang Zilong and continued to share her insights with her girlfriends: "I guess Huo Rong must be gay..."
"Hey! Don't talk nonsense, okay?!" Wang Zilong patted the table and stood up.