100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 3008 When will I be with you?
"Miss Mu, Nangong Yinuo has such a big incident, are you still in the mood to go to school?"

"Miss Mu, can you talk about your feelings about this matter?"

"Miss Mu, you have a good relationship with Young Master Sheng. You came to the school to report yesterday and heard that he sent you here. Why didn't he come today?"

"Miss Mu, Nangong Yinuo's death is related to Sheng Shao, do you know? Have you seen her social networking page? It is full of information about Sheng Shao."

Mu Miaosi took a few steps back and stepped back onto the reporter. Then she found that the surrounding area was packed with dozens of microphones in front of her. The reporters were so crowded that she even felt a little unsteady and dizzy.

"Miss Mu..."

"Miss Mu..."

"Miss Mu..."

Her head was swollen and painful, and countless hurried voices sounded in her ears. She only saw everyone's lips opening and closing quickly, and she couldn't hear what was said clearly.

Noisy, too noisy!
She frowned, her expression was painful, her stomach was very uncomfortable, and she felt like vomiting.

She wanted to escape, but there was no chance.

"Let go of me, I don't want to be interviewed, go away." She couldn't raise her voice, she had always been a gentle and kind little fairy, even when she resisted, she was so powerless.

But the reporters didn't want to let her go.

Sheng Yilang couldn't get an interview, and it was impossible for people from the Nangong family to be interviewed, but this was big news.

The breakthrough is here.

"Miss Mu, just say a few words, just a few words."

"That's right, Miss Mu, let's talk about your opinion."

"Miss Mu..."

"Miss Mu..."

The nightmare scene from last night came to mind again, Mu Miaosi's eyes became a little dazed, her breathing was short, her pink lips were lightly pursed, and she was flustered.

"Miss Mu, what's wrong with you? Did you remember something?"

"Miss Mu, did you meet before Nangong Yinuo committed suicide?"

"Yes, Miss Mu, can you say a few words?"

"Go away!!!" She covered her head, enduring the splitting headache, "Don't force me!!"

Not far away, a young man in school uniform was passing by, he was clean and white, he saw the scene here, and quickly took steps towards this side.

"Don't force me! I don't know anything!! Go away!! Go away!!"

She was a little out of control and had a bad headache.

The young man saw the girl's face clearly, he pushed the reporter away vigorously, then took Miao Si's arm, and gently pulled her into the crook of his arm.

"Don't be afraid, follow me." His voice was warm like the wind, he put his arms around her shoulders, and protected her from striding away.

The reporter would not let go of such an opportunity. After realizing it, he turned around and followed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the boy stopped, turned around and glanced at them coldly, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you all to the ground!"

What a big breath!
But when they saw a ribbon on his wrist, they believed him.

He is a member of the taekwondo club, and if he wants to join this club, he must be a black belt, that is to say, he must be a master of masters.

The boy's gaze was a little cold, and his expression was not very good. He was serious.

Seeing the reporters stopped, he left with Miao Si again.

At this time, Mu Miaosi was in a daze, so she followed him to the roof of the library.

Only then did she slowly come to her senses...

She slowly raised her eyes to look at him.

Qin Lang asked, "Are you feeling better?"

"Why are you here?" Miao Si felt very puzzled, how could it be him?

Qin Lang's eyes softened instantly, and he grinned at her, "No way, I helped you out downstairs, and you didn't even look at me?"

"I'm dizzy." She lowered her eyes a little embarrassedly.

Qin Lang said with a smile, "I see, you are so confused, you will be sold by someone one day, and you will have to count the money for him!"

She glanced at him complainingly, and retorted softly, "How can you be so confused?"

"Yes!" Qin Lang was very firm, he looked at her, and then took steps towards the railing.

The library is not high, only six floors, and there are no potted plants on the roof, but it is quite tidy.

His name is Qin Lang, the son of Qin Chengyu and Ye Feifei.

We are all people in the circle, so we have met each other more or less, but we are not very familiar with each other.

Mu Miaosi came back to her senses and walked towards his back, "Thank you so much for today."

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of little effort." He held the railing with both hands, stood facing the wind, and complained, "These reporters are all lunatics. They are used to eating steamed buns made of human blood. Don't worry, I told the guard that it is impossible to let reporters in again."

No one surrounded her, no one questioned her any more, with the cold wind blowing, she stood on the top of the building and looked down, Mu Miaosi immediately felt that she was in a much better state.

She stood beside him, a full head shorter than him.

It doesn't look like the two are a good match.

Qin Lang turned to look at her.

As if she could feel his gaze, she turned her eyes slowly, and saw a handsome and flawless face, the curve of his lips was warm and beautiful, just like the sunshine at this moment.

So, she also handed him a smile, a thankful smile.

"Long time no see, Miao Si."

He looked at her smiling in the sun, that smile was sincere and warm.

"Long time no see." Miao Si also said softly.

He said, "Now you have become a man of the hour in our school." Regarding Nangong Yinuo's death, he was smart enough not to mention a word. He looked back at the white teaching buildings not far away, "Jump twice You are a genius, right?"

She smiled and didn't answer.

Feeling that she was not in a good mood, Qin Lang turned to look at her again, "How can I help you?"

She turned her eyes and met his gaze with some doubts. What does this mean?

Qin Lang could feel from her expression that she didn't understand, he smiled warmly and said softly, "I mean, since we are in the same school in the future, and this incident happened not long ago, I won't be depressed for a while, I How can I help you? Avoid the situation just now.”

"Thank you, Qin Lang." Mu Miaosi was full of gratitude, "You just said that there will be no reporters on campus, that's good, the driver will come to pick me up in the afternoon."

"Ah."

After a while, Qin Lang tried to ask again, "Her funeral...will you attend?"

"..." Mu Miaosi's heart was pushed into endless sadness again, she thought for a while, "Yes."

"When will I be with you?"

"..."

Mu Miaosi met his gaze and nodded, "Okay."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, this kind of thing will never happen again." He smiled slightly, "I like to draw my sword to help."

She also smiled.

After a while, he felt that she was almost in a good state, and asked, "Does your head still hurt? Do you feel better?"

"Yeah, much better."

He asked again, "Are you ready for class?"

"Okay."

"Then shall we go down?"

Just like that, she followed him and took steps downstairs...

The first class is about to start.

Mu Miaosi found that Qin Lang's classroom was next door to her.

(End of this chapter)