Help! The heroine of the abusive novel abducted the crazy villain

Noon, Song’s cafeteria.

Thinking about the new eldest disciple he had just accepted, and also planning to give Huo Chizhou and Song Qingyue some space, and not wanting to be a shiny light bulb, Jiang Xuici continued to take his eldest apprentice to the Song cafeteria for dinner.

Ying Linyuan did not forget to pull out his hair.

He had long wanted to touch Huo Chizhou's side, pluck out a few hairs, and send him for a paternity test to avoid having to guess all the time.

Unfortunately, there was a meeting in the laboratory in the morning and he didn't have permission to enter.

He couldn't even hear a sound outside.

Song's confidentiality measures are really strict...

Carrying the freshly prepared meals, Ying Linyuan and Jiang Xuexi glanced at the seats in the cafeteria, looking for empty seats.

etc!

Ying Linyuan caught a glimpse of two familiar figures and paused.

Look, if you say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here.

Go pull out your hair~

Ying Linyuan hurriedly walked to Huo Chizhou with the dinner plate, put the plate on the table, and sat down unceremoniously on the empty seat next to him.

Huo Chizhou slowly looked sideways, staring with death.

Ying Linyuan was stunned for a moment: "Hey, what a coincidence, you guys are here too."

"Linyuan, are you still used to being in the Song family?" Song Qingyue asked with a smile.

Linyuan?

Huo Chizhou looked at Ying Linyuan with a murderous look in his eyes.

Ying Linyuan slowly stretched out his hand and stopped: "..."

No, what should I do if I don’t dare to pull it out?

Song Qingyue wanted the two cousins ​​to get along well. She looked at Ying Linyuan with a smile and said softly: "If you need help with anything, you can come to me and Chi Zhou."

Hearing this, Huo Chizhou's brows relaxed slightly.

Chi Zhou and I.

He and she were next to each other.

"Qingyue." Seeing Ying Linyuan sitting next to Huo Chizhou, Jiang Xuici followed him with a dinner plate and naturally sat next to Song Qingyue.

"First disciple, do you know Qing Yue and Huo Chizhou?"

Ying Linyuan stiffened, pursed his dry lips, and said carelessly: "Well, we are all colleagues."

"That's right." Jiang Xuici didn't hesitate any longer, picked up the chopsticks, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "There are sweet and sour pork ribs at noon today."

Ying Linyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and while Jiang Xuici lowered his head to eat lunch, he tried his best to wink at Song Qingyue. He sent a message to Song Qingyue last night to tell Song Qingyue that he had concealed his identity from Jiang Xuici, and begged her not to tell the truth.

Anyway, probably, maybe, it’s not a lie, right?

A drop of cold sweat slid down Song Qingyue's forehead.

She was indeed living in a novel world, and all kinds of bloody stories could happen around her. Ying Linyuan was worried that Jiang Xuici would feel uncomfortable after knowing that he was the heir to the Ying family.

He also said that he should wait until his relationship is stable before he apologizes...

Isn't Jiang Xuici's background a bad one? Jiang's father is a highly respected professor at a famous school, and Jiang's mother is a master of traditional Chinese painting. A painting can be exchanged for an apartment.

Ying Linyuan didn't seem to know Jiang Xuici's family background. Are they wearing each other's vests?

Seeing that Song Qingyue couldn't get what he meant, Ying Linyuan became anxious and lowered his voice: "Sister Qingyue."

Jiang Xueci's little ears twitched and she raised her eyes curiously: "Sister Qingyue?"

Huo Chizhou next to him began to release murderous intent again.

Ying Linyuan was about to cry but had no tears. He wished he could slap his mouth a few times, so he could only stutter and explain: "This, this is the honorific title for the boss."

stupid!

"That's it." Jiang Xuici seemed to believe what he said.

Damn it, there is another person trying to compete with her for Qingyue.

In order to prove to Ying Linyuan and Huo Chizhou that his position in Song Qingyue's heart was greater than theirs, Jiang Xuici deliberately said affectionately: "Qingyue, these sweet and sour pork ribs are delicious."

Ying Linyuan sighed deeply.

Song Qingyue: "..." This silly boy might fall off his horse at any time.

Jiang Xuici raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Well, this soup is a bit salty. Let me buy a few bottles of soda." Ying Linyuan excused himself to buy soda and ran away.

Standing in front of the vending machine, he suddenly had a great idea.

What kind of hair are you pulling out? Is this soda bottle bad?

He could treat Huo Chizhou to a soda drink, buy the smallest one, urge him to drink it all, and then grab the guy's soda bottle when he was about to leave after dinner.

He is so witty.

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