"Master, can you leave?" The driver turned around and asked Ze Yumo.

After getting in the car for a while, Master Zeyu didn't say anything about driving.

"Let's go."

Only then did Ze Yumo come back to his senses, and he also realized that he had been staring at the petite figure getting out of the taxi for a long time...

Isn't that the ninth princess of Qianxun Island, Qianxun Mi? Why did I stare at her for so long...

Ze Yumo suppressed the suffocation and irritability in his heart and ordered the driver.

"Go to Xingyuan University."

A black luxury car parked in front of the embassy finally slowly started and drove away from the embassy.

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Ze Yumo has never had the habit of knocking on doors, even now.

When he pushed open the door of Changsun Bingyao's office, shocking Changsun Bingyao to death...

Ze Yumo accepted Changsun Bingyao's Hedong Lion's Roar again magnificently...

"Didn't you see me talking on the phone?! Will you die if you knock on the door?! Do you understand what it means to respect personal privacy?"

Despite Changsun Bingyao's series of bombardments, Ze Yumo remained calm.

"Are you ready for the dance tonight?" Ze Yumo was more concerned with the question he wanted to know.

Changsun Bingyao whispered to the phone in her hand before hanging up and placing the phone firmly on the desk.

"Nonsense!" Changsun Bingyao pushed back angrily.

In the evening, Xingyuan University held a dance, which was prepared for the launching ceremony of the school's new project, and was also a welcome dance prepared to welcome the new freshmen.

For such a grand dance, as the principal, Sun Bingyao, the eldest son, of course checked every step to ensure that everything was perfect.

How can a capitalist like Ze Yumo who is good at exploitation only ask a few questions at critical moments and not care about how the people at the bottom are working so hard!!!

"That's good." Ze Yumo said expressionlessly.

You are so tall!

You don't have to worry about anything, just come to the dance and show your face!

Sure enough, they are the kind of cruel and exploitative capitalists!

Changsun Bingyao couldn't help but slander Ze Yumo thousands of times.

"Hey, by the way, are you free to join us tonight?" Changsun Bingyao suddenly rolled her eyes and asked Ze Yumo.

Ze Yu raised a silent eyebrow, "Will you kill me if I don't come?"

Um... this... Changsun Bingyao's face suddenly darkened, but unexpectedly she changed her mind again and put a big, somewhat fake smile on her face...

"No, no, how could I kill you? Master Zeyu, you are a busy man. It is normal that you do not have time to attend this little dance. I will understand you, absolutely!"

"That's too fake. Tell me, what's the purpose?" Ze Yumo snorted coldly.

Is this person still the eldest Sun Bingyao? She can actually say nice things? So, there is only one possibility, what evil purpose does she have!

Changsun Bingyao, who was exposed all of a sudden, felt a little unhappy. She glanced at Ze Yumo and snorted twice.

"What purpose can I have? It's up to you whether you want to come or not, it's none of my business!"

To explain is to cover up, and to cover up is to confirm something.

Of course, the sensitive Ze Yumo would not be able to detect something fishy, ​​but as for what it was, he couldn't guess.

But judging from this, he really has to come to the dance tonight.
Chapter completed!