School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 251 What Are You Telling Me?
"Don't cry, don't cry!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

While yelling at her not to cry, he clenched his fists and slammed against the bed support angrily and helplessly, loudly and crazily, venting all the mixed feelings in his heart.

"Bang, bang!"

The crashing sound after another woke Zuo Qiyue up, and she was taken aback for a moment before she realized that he was torturing himself.

Drilling out of the gap, he saw a hole punched out by him on the back of the bed, and blood was slowly oozing from the joints of his fingers.

There was a pain in her heart, and she hugged his hand that was still hitting the bed board, "Don't smash it, don't be like this, please, I beg you!" She cried and begged him.

Nangonghan was indifferent, his eyes were empty, as if his entire soul had been taken away by someone, he pulled out his hand, got off the bed, and walked out of the room with weak steps.

"woo woo woo woo……."

Looking at his devastated and lonely back, Zuo Qiyue knelt on the bed and cried out in grief.

She is already dirty, even if she loves him, she doesn't deserve to be with him anymore.

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In the early morning of the next day, Xixi, the most seventh-month thief, came out of the bedroom, afraid of running into Nangong Han. After all, after a fierce struggle and ambiguous behavior last night, it might be awkward to meet her.

After finally coming down from the stairs, I saw Nangong Han and the butler coming out of the dining room. In July, with a jolt, they dodged behind the stone pillar to the side, and waited for them to leave before going to school.

"Master, Miss Yacheng sent you a birthday present, and she asked you to open it on your birthday."

When he walked to the gate, the butler held the gift box beside him in his hand and handed it to him. Nangong Han glanced at the exquisitely packaged box and said coldly, "You can keep it."

"Master..."

Seeing that Nangong Han had just stepped out of the door, the butler called out timidly.

"Ok?"

"Master said, once the European turmoil is over, let Miss Yacheng return to China to live with you, and let you get married as soon as possible."

Nangonghan frowned into a zigzag shape, his fingers were secretly tightened, and with his ashen face tensed, he strode out of the door.

Holding the gift box, the housekeeper looked at the back of him leaving angrily, and sighed secretly, "Master Nangong should definitely be emotional. With his background, emotion is a deadly weapon.

Qi Yue leaned against the stone pillar and slid down weakly. Sure enough, even if she didn't lose her body, she and Nangong Han couldn't do it. He still had a fixed candidate by his side, probably his grandfather liked it very much.

Hey, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, she'd better forget it.

In the school, Bei Ruchuan took a look at her, picked up the pen, wrote down, and pushed the notebook in front of her.

Picking up the notebook suspiciously.

[Miss, you and the boss haven't reconciled yet? 】

[No, there will never be a chance for reconciliation! 】

Bei Liuchuan looked at her suspiciously, then turned his head to look at the cold and temperatureless Nangonghan, and wrote:
[What happened to you?I think Young Master Nangong treats you very well. Like yesterday, he carried you away on stage. It can be seen that he still has feelings for you. 】

Most Qiyue sighed, even if he has feelings for her, so what, she has been polluted, how can she deserve his love!
[I don't know, it's hard to explain in one word! 】

[Miss, what do you have to tell me! 】

[Don't ignore me, I already regard you as a good buddy, isn't it mean that you are doing this? 】

【You tell me, maybe I can help you. 】

(End of this chapter)