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She took the initiative to walk towards him step by step, stubbornly raised her head and looked directly into his eyes, obviously risking her life.
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
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"Do you really think that just because she is Gu Cangyue's woman, he will definitely support you in overturning the verdict?" His words were full of sour sarcasm.
Song Weichen closed her eyes, feeling that the person in front of her made her feel jealous.
"Let me say it for the last time. I have never seen him before today, let alone his woman. He is my savior, nothing more."
Hearing her say that she was not Lone Cangyue's woman, Mo Tingfeng felt relieved for no reason, but he still said unforgivingly, "If someone like him doesn't know you, why would he save you?"
She was so angry that she laughed, and for a moment she couldn't hold it back until she burst into tears.
"Then people like you have saved me. Did you know me before you saved me?!" She shouted at him.
One word awakens the dreamer. Yes, I also saved her. If it was really a trap, I would have jumped first. He carefully recalled everything he had done before. From her perspective, it was indeed reasonable. Could it be that she really didn't know?
He began to waver.
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Song Weichen was so angry that he was shaking. He subconsciously went to help her, but she pushed him away.
"If you want to find a scapegoat, I am enough! Don't spare other irrelevant people! I will admit your so-called sins, but there is no need to do so, to slander me even if you want to kill me!"
Seeing that she was so excited that she was a little unsteady on her feet, he couldn't bear it and couldn't help but pick her up. Regardless of her struggle, he took a few steps and placed her on a chair.
After thinking about it, he went to the table to pour a cup of tea, then came back and forced it into her hand.
"Who said I was going to kill you or slander you."
The sound of the urn was angry, but there was something submissive about it.
"Then why did you catch me back? Could it be that you wanted to throw a big banquet for me to attract the attention?" She didn't buy it at all.
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Mo Tingfeng looked at her with a complicated expression, as if he was making a difficult decision.
It was impossible to let her go, especially since she could put on that white robe. But a woman of unknown origin would definitely arouse criticism if she stayed in the mansion. It would be better to let her work in Sichen's mansion to see the consequences. Besides, if she is left here, if there is really something ulterior motives behind her, I might as well not show her fox tail as time goes by.
After making up his mind, he spoke again, "What's your name?"
She didn't expect that he would suddenly ask this question. She subconsciously felt that a dark and mean person like him would have no purpose in asking anything, so her answer was also sarcastic.
"Is it because you don't know what name to put in the verdict? My name is Song Weichen. It means as small as dust. It fits the appearance of ordinary people like us in your eyes. We are born like dust and our lives are like grass!"
"Mote of dust," Mo Tingfeng said softly, "In the dust of the world, I would rather love and hate." He twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's a good name."
Song Weichen was startled. For the first time in her life, someone actually told the origin and origin of the name her parents had given her. I couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "My close friend! My parents heard it and called me an expert."
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing. My friends and relatives usually call me Weiwei, but it has nothing to do with you."
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At this moment, Mo Tingfeng had returned to his calm and rational appearance.
"If you were in my shoes, you would know how suspicious you look," he said.
"If you were in my shoes, you would know how hateful you look!" she replied.
"It doesn't matter whether I'm hateful or not. What's important is that I'm willing to give you a chance to get rid of suspicion. Don't you want to stay and do something? I agree."
Song Weichen didn't believe his ears.
"What did you say?"
"Song Weichen, I don't deny that I still doubt you, but I am willing to give you the opportunity and time to prove your innocence."
"Is this true?"
"You have no joke."
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Hearing that she did not need to receive a lunch box and had a job and a place to live, Song Weichen became visibly relaxed. She was such a person with such a temperament. She was a "happy puppy" with MBTI and ENFP. She was particularly easy to empathize with and empathize with others. Being satisfied with little things makes you happy.
She put the tea cup on the table next to her, jumped to the ground and stood, patting her clothes and looking at him, "Then what should I do next?"
"Follow me to the Chenbu Hall."
"Okay boss!"
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He strode forward without any intention of waiting for her, so she quickly followed behind.
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned around to look for Song Weichen. She was walking quickly with her eyes lowered and her eyes lowered. He never expected that he would suddenly turn back and without stopping, he ran into Mo Tingfeng's arms again.
Mo Tingfeng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block her, but he was afraid of hurting her, but then he changed it into a gesture of hugging her.
The atmosphere became awkward for a moment.
Listening to his heartbeat, Song Weichen's ears turned red. She broke away from his arms as if she was being burned, took two steps back, and cleared her throat strategically.
"Yes, I'm sorry, boss! I followed too closely."
Mo Tingfeng knew that he was moving again. Even though it was only a weak fluctuation, he was still keenly aware of it. It's strange, why does she always make herself excited?
He adjusted his mood and quickly returned to normal, even more serious than before.
He gave her a meaningful look and said, "Song Weichen, put on your white robe."
