Chapter 213 Is this just a contract marriage?

"What's the fuss about? It's because he knew that woman's true identity and was afraid that his friends would be harmed, so he stepped in to stop it. It's just that neither of them made it public about his relationship with that woman, and his friends were always kept in the dark. Here, now I see two people entangled with each other all day long, I don’t know what to do?!”

Yucheng rolled his eyes at him fiercely, and explained hesitantly and evasively for a long time. Ke Mian couldn't help but show a look of disdain on his face, and soon he made up his mind and persuaded.

"Since that woman didn't mention it at all, it means she has reconciled with her previous relationship. Even if she chooses that person's friend for the next relationship, she can accept it calmly. So this woman is indeed very charming and attractive. Respect. But that friend of yours, isn’t it over a long time ago? Then be decent and go your own way, it will be better for everyone.”

Yucheng hunched his shoulders and looked out the window with despairing eyes. When he looked at Ke Mian again and again, his eyes were always gloomy and cold. This made Ke Mian's hair stand on end.

"I'm talking about you, Pei Kemian! Don't mess around with things you don't understand."

Yu Cheng's arrogant look made Ke Mian furious. The strange thing is that Yucheng can't even drink wine at this moment, and the kebabs are even more difficult to swallow. Suddenly Yucheng leaned forward and began to vomit with difficulty. Ke Mian was filled with thoughts as he watched Yu Cheng transform from an admiring young man to a middle-aged man with complicated eyes.

"Besides, those who don't know may think it's your own business." After a moment, Ke Mian pursed his lips and whispered.

"You actually put so much chili pepper! Do you really want to kill me?"

Seeing Yu Cheng's expression filled with indignation, Ke Mian's lips revealed a hint of ridicule.

"It's too spicy! Just don't eat it! Let's talk to you, the brat has a good temper! I really am!"

Ke Mian winked and waved his fist at Yucheng. Yu Cheng closed his eyes tightly, and the cold breath instantly penetrated Ke Mian's internal organs. Ke Mian had no choice but to walk towards the kitchen with a bright mind.

"Hey! Mingyao, you are finally willing to answer my call. How was your morning? Why did you skip school? With Seungmei? That's great."

The call was quickly hung up. When Ke Mian faced Yu Cheng again, there was no trace of anger or boredom in his eyes. At this moment, unconcealable joy had crept onto his brows.

The cold red wine spurted out from Yucheng's mouth like a fountain. Looking at Yu Cheng, who was almost completely exhausted from coughing, Ke Mian's face softened slightly. Ke Mian slowly walked towards Yu Cheng, although his face became pale and ugly again for no reason.

"Did you hear that? I just had a phone call with our Ming Yao. But I still have to wait for the details of how he flirted with girls. I really can't wait."

As Ke Mian spoke, he turned his gaze to the side, and Yu Cheng looked down at him expressionlessly. Ke Mian quickly threw the skewers aside with his mouth full of sauce.

"You can only believe what he said about skipping class, right? You don't know how much this kid wants to pull Shen Zhenghuan down from that position." Yucheng's expression was completely different from before, and he actually smiled so tactfully.

"Hey! We only have two full days, so we can't have classes all the time. Hey! I don't know who said it, but the best place to spark love is the training class."

Yucheng coughed and sat down weakly. At this moment, in his eyes, Ming Yao was hugging Cheng Mei tightly, as if he never wanted to let go.

"Brother, didn't you say that 9 couples will be born for every 100 people? So according to your guess, are they running marathons now?"

Ke Mian sneered lowly, and Yu Cheng also tried his best to think about other aspects. At this moment, in his eyes as dark as the abyss, Ke Mian was stroking Ke Mian's cheek. Chengmei's gentle movements were equally irresistible. Thinking of this, Yu Cheng's eyes were filled with tears of resentment.

"Why do you look so ugly? Are you having a stomachache? It's all my fault for being so spicy."

Yucheng knew that Ke Mian was waiting for his answer, but he never spoke. Because somewhere deep in his heart he still felt inexplicably bored.

"Where are you going again! Hello! Brother Yucheng?"

The chair creaked and Yucheng stood up and left, but Ke Mian still looked down at him and handed a piece of toilet paper to his hurried back...