Chapter 547
"Thank you, it's rare that you are willing to spend money to treat me to cake." Cheng Xi teased and took it.
"Don't pay too much attention to what others say." Ling Zheng sat next to her, "Sometimes people are like this. The better and more beautiful you are, the more people will be jealous of you and jealous of you. Anyway, the winter vacation is about to begin. After the New Year It’s the last one to study in the senior year, and basically everyone has gone out for internships, so we won’t see each other very often in the future.”
"Do I look like the kind of person who cares about other people's opinions?" Cheng Xi asked with a chuckle.
"Well, you don't care about other people's opinions. You only care about the person who stabbed you in the back." Ling Zheng glanced at her.
Cheng Xi was silent and looked into the distance sadly, "The only people who know these things are Cheng Zhouhua, Pei Yanzhou, Tang Lin, and Xu Xiao. I thought it might be Cheng Zhouhua before, but Cheng Zhouhua doesn't know what happened to Tang Lin's mother coming to see me. Xu Xiao It’s impossible to laugh. After graduation, she will serve as my assistant and join my studio. From now on, we will all be in the same boat. There is absolutely no reason for her to stab me in the back. Pei Yanzhou, based on my understanding of him, he wouldn’t bother to do it. There are ten thousand ways for him to deal with me for this kind of thing, not to mention, now that he wants to get back together with me, in the end he only has..."
"Senior Tang." Ling Zheng took what she said.
"I really don't want to doubt him." Cheng Xi smiled bitterly, "Even if we break up, he is still a very good man in my heart. The reason for the breakup is just that he is too good and we are not suitable."
Lingzheng thought for a while and said slowly, "I have always believed that no one in this world is absolutely trustworthy. Every incident brings wisdom."
"Um."
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Night falls.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Pei Yanzhou rang the doorbell of Mu's house.
Mu Xuetong happily came over and opened the door, "Brother Yan Zhou, you are finally here. We have been preparing meals and waiting for you for a while."
"Didn't I say that there is something going on at the company and I will get off work late. I want you to eat first instead of waiting for me." Pei Yanzhou changed his shoes and came in. Five dishes and one soup were already sitting on the dining table, all of which were his favorite dishes.
"It's okay, we usually eat late."
Mother Mu held up the bowls and chopsticks, and Father Mu also took out the wine from his collection.
"Uncle Mu, please don't pour me wine. I have a bad stomach these past two days." Pei Yanzhou quickly refused.
"Why is your stomach and intestines bad again? Didn't you say that you haven't felt sick for several years?" Mother Mu sighed with concern, "Your stomach and intestines are not good when they are small. I still remember when you were in high school, you ate some My stomach hurts so much that I need an infusion, but Ruoqi goes with you every time..."
Pei Yanzhou's eyes dimmed when he mentioned Mu Ruoqi.
"Look at me, you shouldn't say this." Mother Mu sighed and said, "Then you can drink some yam soup tonight."
After hearing this, Mu Xuetong quickly poured a bowl of soup for Pei Yanzhou, "Brother Yanzhou, this is for you..."
Pei Yanzhou took the bowl without looking at her.
Mu Xuetong bit her lip, gently tugged on his sleeve, and whispered, "Brother Yan Zhou, are you still angry? I really know my mistake and I will never dare to do it again."
"Xuetong, your parents only have a daughter like you. Their hopes are all in you. Don't let them down again. I will only help you once. If the next time you do something wrong, you will do it yourself." Take responsibility." Pei Yanzhou warned coldly.
"Okay, I definitely won't." Mu Xuetong rolled her eyes and asked, "Brother Yan Zhou, are you still dating Cheng Xi? I've heard a lot of bad things about her in school these past two days. I think … She is really not a good match for you and doesn’t deserve you….”
