Wen Qiao put one hand in his pocket and looked at her with a smile: "Nothing, I just wanted to see if your nose bridge has completely grown."
Xu Lu stepped back: "Wen Qiao, I'm warning you, this is a school. If you dare to mess around, you're done for. You'll be expelled from school."
Wen Qiao stretched out his hand to hold the door at the side: "Now I can still control my fists, but if you continue to slander me behind my back and say that I harmed Fang Duo, then you'd better be careful about your nose bridge. If it breaks again, I don't know if the hospital can repair it for you."
Xu Lu's face turned pale: "You..."
Wen Qiao's smile seemed a little creepy: "Me what? Don't quibble in front of me. If I say you slander me, you must have enough evidence. If you slander me again, I will definitely break a bone of yours. But I can let you choose, on your face or somewhere else. Am I quite open-minded?"
Xu Lu was so frightened that she dared not make a sound. She thought Wen Qiao was a lunatic, a complete lunatic.
She was really afraid of Wen Qiao.
"You are sick." Xu Lu pushed Wen Qiao away and hurried away, looking back as she walked. Wen Qiao was standing at the door, backlit, looking even more sinister. She staggered a few times, and finally returned to her piano room, breathing a sigh of relief.
But I also feel wronged and resentful.
She was angry that fate was unfair to her and why Qiao suddenly became like a different person since last year.
Just like a butterfly flapping its wings, Wen Qiao's slight change caused her destiny to completely deviate from the right track.
She hated it so much, but there was nothing she could do.
All she could hope for now was that Fu Nanli would have enough of Wen Qiao and abandon her, which would be some comfort to her.
In addition, she has to work harder and win the country's most prestigious Lily Award before Wen Qiao, so that she can be proud of herself.
After warning Xu Lu, Wen Qiao received a message from Fu Nanli saying that he had returned from Nanbin Island and that she could treat him to a meal now that he had time.
Wen Qiao leaned against the windowsill, his brows tightly furrowed, but he had promised to treat everyone to a meal, so he should fulfill his promise no matter what.
Half an hour later, Wen Qiao stood at the door of Fu Nanli's house, carrying the ingredients she bought from the supermarket. Fu Nanli opened the door for her. Wen Qiao looked at him in confusion: "Does this make sense? The first time you invite someone to dinner, you invite them to your home."
Fu Nanli dragged the man into the door and said, "I'm sorry, I've never been in a relationship, so I can't give you any advice. Have you ever been in a relationship?"
Wen Qiao shook his head: "Neither do I."
The worst thing is that there is no one around her who has rich emotional experience, so she has no one to ask.
She stood in front of the kitchen glass counter with one hand on her waist, "I always feel that this is not in line with the development of the relationship."
Fu Nanli helped her process the ingredients. He spoke in a low voice, pretending to be nonchalant: "I think it is reasonable. Since you have no experience, you shouldn't arbitrarily think that it is unreasonable."
What he said made a lot of sense, and Wen Qiao found it impossible to refute it.
Fu Nanli picked up the apron beside her and put it on her. He pushed aside her long hair and touched her tense neck with his fingers. The warm touch made Wen Qiao want to hide. "Isn't this inappropriate?"
Fu Nanli thought to himself that it was not suitable for your height.
"Sorry, I bumped into it by accident."
Wen Qiao turned around and squinted at him: "Was it really an accident?"
Fu Nanli's jawline was tense, and his teeth were clattering. "Cut your onions well. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be totally out of line and kiss you here."
Wen Qiao muttered softly, why is he so fierce
(End of this chapter)