Hearing Chu Siyuan's words, the coldness in Yue Zheng's blue eyes grew stronger.
Chu Siyuan: "But... this is just my one-sided affection. The junior sister is very outstanding and very cute, I think you should know this better than others. It is normal for her to be liked and admired by others. I said so much, I have no other meaning, I just worry that you misunderstood the junior sister, so I explained it."
Chu Siyuan curled his lips to reveal a mouthful of white teeth. He was tall and handsome, wearing a white sweatshirt. When he smiled, he looked sunny and fresh.
Even Yue Zheng had to admit that this man had a clean and upright temperament.
"I won't misunderstand her." Yue Zheng looked at Chu Siyuan with cold eyes, "At least, I won't misunderstand her for other men."
Even in fact, when Yue Zheng received Qiao Muer's message not long ago and knew that she could not accompany him after get off work, he was already overwhelmed by jealousy.
But in front of this man, he would not show any gap.
Chu Siyuan nodded, even if he didn't point it out, Yue Zheng's cold and livid face had already betrayed him.
"Since the junior has someone to take care of her, I'll leave first. Oh, by the way, I don't know who you are and what your relationship with the junior is...?"
Chu Siyuan was about to leave but turned back, "I have to know who took my junior sister away so that I can explain to her senior sister when I go back."
Yue Zheng's eyebrows were stern, and his bottomless blue eyes looked at Chu Siyuan: "I am Yue Zheng, Mu'er's fiancé."
When the man uttered the word "fiancé" in a cold and hoarse voice to introduce himself, his magnetic and deep voice concealed his absolute possession of Qiao Muer.
Chu Siyuan frowned, somewhat surprised.
He subconsciously murmured, "There's no 'An' in the name?"
The 'An An' that the school girl keeps talking about should be the man she loves deeply.
It seems that the black-haired and blue-eyed man in front of her is not the one that the school girl loves deeply.
In a trance, Chu Siyuan thought he knew the truth.
The person that Qiao Xuemei truly loves must be the one named 'An An', but for some reason, she has to date and even marry this man with black hair, blue eyes and a cold expression.
The schoolgirl was unhappy about this, so she drank to drown her sorrows.
Chu Siyuan felt a little sorry for Qiao Muer. She cried so sadly when she was drunk and said so many pitiful words.
In the end, I can't have the person I like.
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"What did you say?" Yue Zheng had excellent hearing. His cold eyes sank and he frowned at Chu Siyuan: "You just said, An?"
If he heard correctly, what Chu Siyuan said should be "there is no An in the name".
Yue Zheng didn't know why Chu Siyuan suddenly mentioned this word.
But obviously, this has something to do with Qiao Muer.
"Oh, nothing..." Chu Siyuan didn't want to mention it at first, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw Qiao Muer frowning and sleeping very uneasily in his arms.
There were still traces of tears on the little face, and I couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.
Perhaps he should take this opportunity to talk to the other party.
Chu Siyuan didn't know why he became like this. He was easy-going and cheerful, but he was never a meddlesome person.
But tonight, he broke his habit again and again with Qiao Muer.
"No, actually I have something to say." Seeing Qiao Muer trapped in love, Chu Siyuan couldn't help but say: "Mr. Yue, I know you are Qiao's fiancé, but two people can only be happy together if they love each other." (To be continued)