The black-bellied president forced his wife to marry

Chapter 97 Traveling Separately (2)
Seeing that everyone stopped their hands and looked at her, Shen Lue couldn't hold back the chills all over her body. She felt that the blood in her whole body seemed to be frozen suddenly, and her facial nerves also went on strike. It took a long time to caress her stiff face. Pulling his lips hard, he said with difficulty: "I'm sorry."

Gu Yuncheng helped her pick up the pen, handed it back and asked, "What's wrong? Take a rest when you're tired from studying." He shook her hand, which was soaking cold, but she seemed to be bitten by a beast suddenly. It seemed that the reaction was more intense than usual, and he quickly shrank back.

He looked at her in bewilderment, not knowing why.

Shen slightly squeezed out a forced smile, and only said: "Well, my hands are a little numb, I'm going to the bathroom first." Turning around and leaving, her hurried footsteps were even a little unsteady.

Gu Yuncheng stared at her back and lowered his eyelashes until he could no longer see her.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, only Concubine Ye understood the reason. She glanced at the vacant seat after Shen slightly left, and asked herself over and over again: Was it right or wrong to create opportunities for these two people?

"Hey, it's all you guys who are exciting, let's do the questions and you discuss the game! Is it plausible? Hurry up! Memorize the review points!" Concubine Ye feigned anger and confiscated the magazine, and the atmosphere eased a lot. She smiled. After a while, he said: "I don't want to hear what you say! It's so annoying, I'll go out to get some air."

She went out and saw that Shen Lue was standing in the corner of the corridor.

The white snow has not yet melted, and it is thinly piled on the railing, facing the setting sun, revealing a crystal-like warm light, while the girl in the blue school uniform is quietly fascinated, her face is colder and whiter than the snow color, as if a Oil painting in cool tones.A few sparrows fluttering about on the treetops are the only lively scene in front of you, and the floating snow is falling from the branches amidst the fluttering of the birds' wings.

Concubine Ye looked at it for a long time before walking towards Shen Lue, and asked hesitantly, "He hasn't troubled you again, has he?"

The sudden sound startled Shen slightly, she turned around abruptly, her back was pressed hard against the railing, covered with a row of snow stains, the expression of panic and panic on her face had not been removed in time.

"Uh, sorry to scare you."

Concubine Ye pondered for a while, hesitated for a while and then said: "I don't know what you were involved with him in the past, but Shen Lue, people have to look forward. That man has harmed countless women, one or two are dying for him." Live, and then he turned around coolly, maybe he had forgotten it a long time ago, there is no reason for you to be in deep pain. So, don't use the past as a shackle all the time, you will be tired, and Gu Yuncheng will be tired too."

"Has he really forgotten?" The sadness in the girl's eyes turned into specks of hope.

Concubine Ye suddenly came back to her senses, ah, by the way, it seemed that Shen Lue was even more reluctant, she quickly comforted her and said, "Well, I must have forgotten! I heard from Meng Zixiao that that guy is roaming around in Shanghai. Also, the photo just now It is said that the woman in the picture has a great chance of becoming the second young lady of the Tang family in the future, look, the two of them stick together like honey."

Shen Lue didn't dare to look at it just now, but she could see it clearly, Mo Xinrui. The press conference for the anniversary of the public beta of "Meng Xiaoyao" and the two of them appearing together in such a public place can only show that the Tang family is satisfied.

Only then did Shen Lue bend his lips, let out a breath slowly, and said softly: "Well, I understand, but if you don't mention it today, I almost forgot about it."

She only prayed that she would never run into that man again.It's just... the admiration and admiration on the faces of the boys when they talked about him just now gave her the urge to vomit blood.Maybe that man is outstanding and successful in his career, but he is terrible in life, he is just a scumbag!No, beast!
(End of this chapter)