"For the sake of my fiancee, I have returned from school this time and will not go abroad for the time being."

"Fiancee, wow..." a burst of admiration from the fans. Mo Shiyi turned out to be the school grass. Although he has been away for some time, the position of the school grass has always been vacant, because his achievements, sports appearance and family background are all omnipotent men. I'm afraid there can only be one in the whole school for hundreds of years.

Another little girl asked timidly, "excuse me, Shiyi senior, is your fiancee Xijun?"

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Xijun tightened Mo Shiyi's arm and his chest, but this time, Mo Shiyi broke off her hand.

Lu Xijun wanted to stamp his feet. He looked at Mo Shiyi with sad eyes and whispered, "Shiyi, what are you..."

No matter how disgusted he was with her, their engagement was made by the Lu family and the Mohist family. Moreover, with so many people present, he couldn't make a fool of her in public, could he?

Ink Shiyi looked at her with a gentle line of sight, put his fingers on his lips and made a silent movement.

Lu Xijun was immediately fascinated by seven meat and eight vegetables. She liked the elegant youth from childhood. Now she is still so exciting.

After he broke off her hand, he suddenly held her small hand with his big hand. The two fingers were intertwined. He deliberately looked at Ling Ranran's direction and announced to the people, "yes, she is my favorite fiancee."

"Wow -" everyone became more and more sensational, and Lu Xijun's vanity burst for a moment, and his provocative eyes looked at Ling Ranran.

Ling Ranran, what's the use of your efforts? In the end, your beloved ink Shiyi still became my fiance. Ling Ranran, you are a loser!

Mo Ning saw the little eyes of Mo Shiyi delivered to Ling Ranran, and also saw the play played by him and Lu Xijun. For this show of love, she not only didn't envy "the perfect couple" like others, but also turned in her stomach and wanted to vomit sour water.

She was a little uncomfortable lying on the table, "it's over. My brother is really crazy. He can't persuade him any more."

Ling Ranran, on the contrary, continued to read her book, as if everything around her was insulated from her.

Mo Ning was unwilling to be lonely and came forward, "in fact, to tell you the truth, Ran Ran, as my sister, I still think my brother hasn't put down. He still has you in his heart. He did this to stimulate you."

Ling Ranran couldn't help laughing. "Ning Ning, whether your brother is playing real or fake, it has nothing to do with me. What's the point of saying this to a woman who is going to get married tomorrow? He just has to be responsible for his own actions. "

Mo listened and thought it was reasonable, so he didn't say anything more. He just hoped that his brother could ask for more blessings.

Ling Ranran looked at the book. In fact, she couldn't help but be distracted by it. However, she wasn't thinking about the love between Lu Xijun and Mo Shiyi, but that she had designed Lu Xijun so miserably before. Why could she make a comeback?

Can master Lu tolerate being so openly deceived?

She was in a trance. She didn't notice that a tall figure had stood silently in front of her and stared at her for a long time. She didn't notice it. Finally, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the book in her hand.

Ling Ranran regained his consciousness and raised his head, facing the sneering face.

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