Chapter 124 I Like You -
Seeing the two of them confronting each other and glaring at each other, how could Ruan Mianmian not come to join in the fun, ah no, to smooth things over.
"Brother Tingfeng, brother Achen, please tell me if you have anything to say... You guys are scaring me Mianmian when you act like this."
"Go back. Thank you for coming all the way for Yu Heng. Send us medicine." He was obviously talking to Ruan Mianmian, but he didn't take his eyes off Song Weichen's face.
"Then don't disturb Brother Tingfeng's business. Mianmian will come see you tomorrow."
When he came to the door, Mo Tingfeng stopped Ruan Mianmian again, "There are no outsiders here, so I'll tell you the truth. Like Yu Heng, I regard you as my cousin. I have never had any feelings for men and women. Mianmian is beautiful and smart, but she has a good husband. I'd better not pay by mistake." At this point, he looked at Song Weichen again.
“I already have someone in my heart.”
Although Ruan Mianmian always felt that Mo Tingfeng was lukewarm towards her, she never thought that he would reject her so bluntly. After all, marriage is not only a business, but also a business aligned with power.
She is Zhuang Yuheng's cousin, and her family has quite a lot of connections in the upper realm. Their union is the best choice for each other, bar none.
Mo Tingfeng has been Si Chen for thousands of years, how could he not understand this point in court?
"Are you just doing it for that violinist? Just for...a mere violinist?"
Ruan Mianmian had disbelief written all over her face, and she even forgot to call him Tingfeng giegie.
"Her name is Sang Pu, not just a piano player. The only person I love from beginning to end is her. Am I clear enough?"
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Looking at Ruan Mianmian almost staggered away with red eyes. Song Weichen clicked his tongue, "If you don't like this man, you don't like it. Why did you make it difficult for the fox girl to get off the stage in front of her? Do you have to find a witness?" Could you please find someone else next time?
Feeling that his role as a "witness tool" had been completed, Song Weichen patted his clothes and was about to leave, but he grabbed his wrist.
“Where are you going?”
“Mr. Mo has other instructions for me?”
“A person’s intention is not determined by what he says. But look at what he has done. I have made it so obvious. Can’t you see it?” , the house collapsed.”
Mo Tingfeng was burned inside. Even if she was as straightforward as he was to Ruan Mianmian just now, and she would give him a happy life, he didn't understand why she always talked about him.
“Why can’t you see my sincerity?”
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“I will treat my sincerity as if it was eaten by a dog!”
Confused Ruan Mianmian, who was wearing a veil, was sitting in the private room on the second floor of Wangyue Building, looking at a table of various desserts with an angry face. Seeing her leaving the house with tears in her eyes just now, the magpie who had been waiting knew that something serious must have happened, and quickly coaxed her to eat snacks to improve her mood.
"Look, Yi Nu, you don't need to take Master Si Chen's words seriously. He must have you in his heart, but he is just obsessed with you. There is something wrong with that bitch at first sight. He must have used witchcraft!"
< br>"Evil magic..." Ruan Mianmian thought thoughtfully.
"Well, it must be a witchcraft! This also explains why the anti-bone water had no effect on her. Brother Tingfeng not only didn't hate her, but actually caused me to be scolded." Ruan Mianmian gets angry when he thinks about this.
"She appeared so suddenly, but Lord Si Chen obeyed her words and even gave her Wuqingju to live in. Master, there must be something going on here." Magpie added jealously.
Ruan Mianmian snorted coldly, "When something goes wrong, there must be a monster."
"You are the future mistress of the Si Chen Mansion. There is an evildoer named Huojun around Mr. Si Chen, and the master must help clean it up, both in public and private matters."
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Shi Peng The waiter came in to serve the dishes, and Magpie shut up, took the rice dumplings with fermented rice on the tray, and carefully placed them in front of Ruan Mianmian. The latter stared at the dessert as if he were staring at Sang Pu, and crushed it with a spoon fiercely.
"Sangpu...Sangpu!"
"Are you looking for Miss Sang? Although she had a good upper room booked by someone yesterday, she was a little confused. The day has come. "Although the young man has just arrived, how could he not have heard of Sang Pu, the famous luthier at Wangyue Tower? When the noble man in front of him called her name, of course he would "know how to do it."
Hearing this, Ruan Mianmian and Magpie were both stunned, and then quickly exchanged glances.
"My master and Miss Sangpu are close friends. They made an appointment but she didn't show up at the scheduled time. Your Excellency is a little annoyed. Could you please take me to Miss Sangpu's room? Oh, no need to go in, I’ll knock on the door to see if she’s there. If she doesn’t come back, we won’t wait any longer.”
The magpie said, giving the boy some broken silver, “Thank you.”< br>
You can make a lot of money with just a little effort. The boy hurriedly thanked you and led him away. After a while, the magpie returned with a sad smile on his face and nodded towards Ruan Mianmian.
"Do you still have contact with the person from the ghost market?"
"It has never been interrupted. Master, I already know which room she lives in. I will put some good things from the ghost market in it and keep them for you. She can't get out."
Ruan Mianmian shook her head, put the yuanxiao she had just crushed with the spoon into her mouth and chewed it hard.
"Be careful not to dirty Brother Taki's place. You can send a message to the man in the ghost market. I will take whatever good things he has in his shop."
"Sangpu...the mountains are high and the roads are far away, let's wait and see!"
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"Okay, okay, boss, I see your sincerity, but what's the use of seeing it?"
Song Weichen looked at Mo Tingfeng helplessly, "You are sincere to Sang Pu , but Sang Pu is piled with dirt.”
“You are Sang Pu.” The physical education teacher’s teachings are not so wrong, right?”
It started to rain again outside, and a gust of cold wind brought water vapor into the house. Song Weichen shivered slightly. Bai Xiang's white robe was an ancient magic weapon, and it was not resistant to freezing at all.
Seeing that she was cold, Mo Tingfeng sighed and gently took her into his arms, "Wei Wei, do you really don't know my feelings?"
Song Weichen thought of himself in the fantasy courtyard. Forced to choose one of the two, he led Sang Pu away without looking back. Even though he knew it was an illusion, the sourness in his heart at this moment was still real.
"Then do you know your own feelings? Do you like me or the person from thousands of years ago?"
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The two were hugging each other. It should be said that Song Weichen was being held in Mo Tingfeng's arms. Ding Heran led a group of people into the courtyard. He rushed to the door first to ask for instructions, and then... Then he covered his eyes.
"Why did it suddenly get dark! Sir, sir, are you inside?"
"Go out and wait!"
"Okay!"
Ding Heran turned around and left. At this time, Ye Wujiu also came to the door and looked in. He couldn't help but cover Ye Wujiu's eyes, "It's dark and I can't see anything clearly. Let's come back at dawn!"
Song Weichen became red-faced because of this. Yesterday, everyone knew about his quarrel with Gu Cangyue. There was even a support group called "Wangchen Mojie". Today, he was so ambiguous with Mo Tingfeng. It would be difficult for this to spread. If that doesn't work, there will be another fan group. What is it called? Is it called "Falling into the Dust"?
Help! It's hard to imagine what his image in the eyes of the world will be like - a little... man who is entangled with the big guys in the world and brings disaster to the country and the people?
No, no! She decided immediately that she would not show up wearing a white robe even if the public opinion passed.
"I, I'm going to change clothes." She struggled from his arms to leave.
“Don’t leave, I haven’t given you the answer to the question you asked.”
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Mo Tingfeng lowered his head and looked at the little man in his arms seriously, word by word.
"Song Weichen, I like you."