After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

The man gritted his teeth and asked, "If my relationship with you is public, will it affect you?"

Nanhuang said: "Back then, when Bo Shen and Mu Yun were photographed going in and out of public places, the economic news was broadcast continuously for a day."

She looked into his eyes and said sincerely, "Feng, you know my situation and what I want to do."

"I want to find out the cause of death of my parents, my brother and myself. I am not suitable to be exposed to the public eye now."

Many people spend their whole lives healing their childhood, but for her, it was her childhood that healed her life.

Before she was 8 years old, she was the treasure in the hands of her parents and brother. How happy she would have been.

Mom, dad, and brother...

She must find out the cause of their death, and she must avenge them.

She continued: "I hope this process will be slower and at least give me some preparation time. Moreover, given your identity and strength as Fifth Master Rong, if the Imperial City knows that you have a girlfriend. As your girlfriend I'm in trouble."

"The competition between the three schools, this grand event requires the participation of the media." Nanhuang tugged on his clothes, Rong Wuye lowered his eyes, and she slowly raised her head, showing a slight hint of weakness. "Just do me a favor, okay?"

The man's cheeks twitched, and his face became dark.

She imitated the method he usually used to coax her. She raised her soft and slender hands, gently stood on tiptoes, and rubbed his head. He coaxed: "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

His dark eyes deepened.

Nanhuang rubbed it for a long time. As soon as she put down her hand, her slender wrist was grabbed by Rong Wuye. "If I die young in the future, Juebi will be pissed off by a little thing like you."

After saying that, he let go of her hand. Turn around and walk to the balcony.

"Why are you going?!" Nanhuang asked.

Mr. Rong Wu turned his head with a worried expression. "I'm shady."

After saying that, he rolled over from the balcony.

…

Xie Ziran sent Nanhuang to Xicheng University. The handsome men and beauties walking in Xicheng University were particularly eye-catching.

"It's better to be in college. Since I graduated, I haven't been back to such an environment for a long time. Look, there are so many college students." Xie Ziran said excitedly, "Look, there is a little girl over there. The beauty is waving to me!”

Nanhuang looked over and smiled slightly.

Cen Si greeted happily: "Senior!"

Then, the little girl jumped up to her and said, "Senior, you are here!"

Only then did Xie Ziran realize that he was not greeting him. He looked at Nanhuang and Nanhuang introduced him.

"This is Cen Si, a junior from the College of Science and Technology. Cen Si, this is Xie Ziran, the young president of the Xie Group."

Xie Ziran was not happy about this. "What is a little CEO? Tell me?"

Cen Si covered her lips and smiled.

"Cen Si, you have a game today, right?"

"Yes." Cen Si smiled and said, "The competition between three universities and the Institute of Science and Technology. I signed up to participate. Do you have time to watch, senior sister?"

Nanhuang smiled and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's one o'clock in the afternoon."

"If you have time, send me the address on your mobile phone and I will go."

"Great!" Cen Si was very happy. "Senior, I will definitely perform well."

Nanhuang and Xie Ziran walked to the grove of the school. Xie Ziran gave Nanhuang water to drink. After taking two sips, she sensitively heard the words "game" and "censi".

She glanced gently in the direction of the woods and saw three male students from Imperial City University squatting there and discussing something in a low voice.

Not far from them, a boy covering his face with a baseball cap was lying on the grass basking in the sun.

Nanhuang had a good ear, so he listened carefully one more time.

"That Cen Si from Xicheng University will be an obstacle for our young master to win the championship."

"Then what should we do? The young master wants to win the championship so much. If the young master loses, it will definitely not be easy for us."

A boy said: "We can destroy that Cen Si's work. As long as her work cannot be published, our young master will definitely be the champion."

Nanhuang raised his head and took a sip of water.

After the three Imperial City University boys left, Nanhuang looked curiously at the boy lying on the grass. The boy sat up from the ground and his hat slipped off.

The somewhat childish face shows that the boy is young. However, his face was heavy and hard, with a look of indifference and rejection of people thousands of miles away.

It looks a bit familiar. Seems like someone. Nanhuang didn't think about it for a while.

"Hello, classmate." Nanhuang extended his hand to the boy and said with a smile.

The boy glanced at her coldly, raised his head and opened her hand, stood up, put his hat on his head with a swipe of his hand. Then he turned around and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Oh, nothing's wrong."

The moment he opened her hand, she felt calluses on his palm.

How can a person develop calluses on his palms? interesting. Do you want to continue looking for opportunities to shake his hand?

The boy looked at her indifferently, then turned and left.

Xie Ziran looked at Nanhuang in shock and asked, "Nanhuang, why are you messing with him if nothing happens?"

Nanhuang turned around and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

Xie Ziran said: "Of course I know. Mo Shatian's younger brother, Mo Shafeng, is now a junior at Xicheng University. Speaking of which, he is also from the College of Science and Technology."

Nanhuang suddenly realized what the familiar feeling just now was about.

This boy does look somewhat similar to his brother Mo Shatian.

Xie Ziran continued: "It seems that Mo Shafeng also has a competition. Didn't he bump into that elementary school girl of yours? Mo Shatian might also go to Mo Shafeng's competition. Otherwise... let's not go there in the afternoon. Let’s join in the fun.”

"Do we have anything else to do this afternoon?" Nanhuang asked.

Xie Ziran thought for a while and said: "It seems that except for your own calligraphy competition at three o'clock, there is nothing else."

Nanhuang then remembered that she also signed up for a calligraphy competition.

It seems that when she was in the library, a cadre from the Academy of Fine Arts said that there were not enough registrations for a competition, and he was trying to persuade her to participate in one more competition, and she casually agreed.

"Since there isn't one, let's go take a look."

"But..." Xie Ziran came closer and whispered, "That person is Mo Sha. Should we discuss it again?"

Nanhuang looked at Xie Ziran and said with a smile: "Brother, isn't he just a gang boss? You are the young president of the Xie family after all. Why are you so afraid of him?"

Today's gangsters are really keeping pace with the times and have learned to use various identities to gild themselves.

Professor from Xicheng University...

He really is a well-dressed scum.

Xie Ziran was heartbroken: "What does it mean to be a gang boss? Little sister, you are really brave!"

Nanhuang smiled with a crooked eyebrow.

What's more, there is also what I heard about Cen Si just now. That little girl was the first friend she made after arriving at Xicheng University. She couldn't ignore her affairs.