Dear Qianxue, Aya Sakura, dear Mo Xiaoyan, dear Fubu, the red envelope gifts have been received, and more are sent.

**……**Zhangzhu Yinger**……**

I saw the beautiful woman talking and laughing to He Lianjue. Although He Lianjue's face was still the ice cube that had not melted all year round, there was a tenderness in his black diamond-like eyes...

tenderness……

That’s right! It’s tenderness!

Wei Shengling came out from behind the red oak tree, and Helianjue and the beautiful woman had already walked away.

Just looking at their backs, I feel like they are a match made in heaven!

Could it be that that beauty is He Lianjue’s crush?

Wei Shengling raised her eyebrows in surprise as if she had discovered a new world.

Yu Zimang, however, was like a two-foot-old monk scratching his head: "Is Young Master Jue also a student of this university?"

"He must be a repeater!" Weisheng Ling knew that He Lianjue was only twenty years old, but deliberately misled Yu Zimang.

But Yu Zimang answered honestly: "He is so smart, how could he be a repeater?"

"I said yes!" Weishengling patted Yu Zimang's forehead and pouted.

Yu Zimang had to change his words quickly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Weisheng Ling rolled her eyes at Yu Zimang, and then decided to sneak into Ning Tianyou's classroom to have a look.

Coincidentally, they are still in class.

Wei Shengling stood in the corridor of the classroom and locked eyes with Ning Tianyou through the glass window.

The desks in university classrooms are conjoined desks, and a row of long desks can seat ten people.

Ning Tianyou sat in the center of the large group on the left, with girls sitting in front and behind him.

Weisheng Ling got angry when she saw this scene. It didn't matter if she was jealous. Anyway, she wouldn't let Ning Tianyou have a good life today.

Ning Tianyou's friend Mo Zhewen was the first to notice Weisheng Ling outside the classroom, so he quietly slipped out from the back of the classroom and came behind Weisheng Ling.

When Yu ZiMang saw him, he made a silent gesture.

Then, Mo Zhewen secretly covered Weisheng Ling's eyes and asked in a falsetto, "Guess who I am?"

"You are that annoying mosquito!" Wei Shengling grinned.

Mo Zhewen wisely let her go. When he saw her appearance, he asked knowingly: "Are you trying to trouble Tianyou again?"

"What do you mean I want to cause trouble for him again! I'm here to settle a score with him!" Weisheng Ling said angrily.

Mo Zhewen had to hold her but spoke elsewhere.

"Let me go, I'm going to deal with Ning Tianyou!"

"Lingling, forget it!"

After pulling Weisheng Ling out of the teaching building, Mo Zhewen let her go and kindly tried to persuade her.

"Forget it? What does he think of me? He took the initiative to chase me, and then took the initiative to dump me! I can't swallow this tone!"

"God bless him, he has his own reasons!" Mo Zhewen shouted heartily.

Wei Shengling was shocked: "The difficulty? What difficulty?"

"I promised Tianyou not to tell you, I can only stop until now. Lingling, please stop arguing with Tianyou, okay? If you feel pain, he will feel even more pain!" Mo Zhewen said deeply.

Seeing his frown, which didn't look like he was lying, Wei Shengling suddenly felt at a loss.

"Lingling, there is actually a kind of love called letting go. God bless his kindness to you before, you can't completely deny it." Mo Zhewen continued. Suddenly, he stepped forward and hugged her, and then said, "Lingling, there is another love."

This kind of love means that I will be happy when I miss you, but will be heartbroken after the happiness passes..."

Wei Shengling was startled physically and mentally, then she regained her composure and pushed Mo Zhewen away: "Did your brain get caught in the door? You actually said something I couldn't understand!"

"Ring ring me..."

"Zhewen!"
Chapter completed!