Song Zhenyu met Wang Haoran's gaze. She felt her heart beating faster and faster, and her face was getting hotter and hotter.
In the end, she couldn't resist that invasive gaze and shyly lowered her eyes.
In order to hide her inner feelings, Song Zhenyu used her dignity as Wang Haoran's class teacher and said:
"You're not even 20 years old and you're still studying, yet you say you'll give me a home. You're really shameless! Stop talking nonsense. If you continue, I'll knock your head. "
Wang Haoran withdrew the aggressive gaze that men used to look at women. He suddenly said gently,
"Sister Zhenyu, what I mean is, we used to be teacher and student, and now we're friends. If you're willing, you can treat me as your family. Not just me, but also Hsu Mu-yan, Wen Jing, and the others. They can all be your family. "
Song Zhenyu was slightly stunned, and a sense of loss rose in her heart.
What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? Song Zhenyu's actions were like this.
However, Song Zhenyu didn't dare to reveal her feelings of loss. She pretended to "forgive" Wang Haoran and said:
"So that's what you meant. That's more like it. Don't have any ideas about me. I'm not interested in young boys. "
Hearing Song Zhenyu's words, Wang Haoran simply said: "Don't worry, Sister Zhenyu. I respect you very much. I don't have any ideas about you."
Song Zhenyu's pretty face clearly twitched. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she swallowed her words.
Wang Haoran pretended not to see through Song Zhenyu's thoughts and said with a smile: "Let's eat."
"Okay, let's eat, let's eat." Song Zhenyu nodded and began to eat her steak. In her heart, she couldn't help but want to slap her own mouth. She liked to pretend to be reserved, but now, she was asking for trouble.
Song Zhenyu was depressed because of this and began to eat her steak in big bites.
At this moment, a hand suddenly reached over and wiped the grease from her mouth with a piece of tissue. Following that, he even helped to brush away the strands of hair that had fallen in front of her forehead.
Raising her black jewel-like eyes, Song Zhenyu looked at the person in front of her. Her bad habit of being a homeroom teacher was about to flare up again. She thought to herself, What a hypocrite. Didn't you just say that you respected me? You've crossed the line. Isn't this an action that only couples do?
However, Song Zhenyu swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
She wouldn't do something as stupid as shooting herself in the foot a second time.
Song Zhenyu pretended to be natural and smiled at Wang Haoran before lowering her head and continuing to eat her steak. As she ate, she purposely smeared the grease around her mouth.
Just as Song Zhenyu had expected, a hand was holding a piece of tissue to help her wipe her face.
Song Zhenyu was delighted, but she didn't show it on her face.
Wang Haoran didn't say anything, maintaining a silent tacit understanding with Song Zhenyu.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but Song Zhenyu was very close to Hsu Mu Yan and the others. If his relationship with Song Zhenyu reached the point where it was on the surface, Hsu Mu Yan and the others would have to explain and appease them.
This was a very troublesome matter.
Last time, in order to mediate the relationship between Hsu Mu Yan and Qin Yunhan, Wang Haoran had to act out the scene of him jumping into a river. His lips were about to be torn, and he practically used all the emotional lines he had read from idol dramas and novels to settle it.
If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to do this kind of thing again. If he could avoid it, he would.
Moreover, for some reason, Wang Haoran felt that there was a joy in being sneaky.
For example, this silent interaction with Song Zhenyu.
Not long after, the dinner ended with a little bit of sweetness and tacit understanding.
After this dinner, Song Zhenyu's sadness from breaking up with her family had mostly dissipated.
After leaving the restaurant, Wang Haoran sent Song Zhenyu back to the teacher's room in Qing Ling campus. Then, he went to the villa outside the campus.
On the way, Wang Haoran took out his phone and found a number that he hadn't seen in a long time.
Zuoqiu Chenyu.
Calculating the time, he hadn't contacted Zuoqiu Chenyu for almost three months.
When he gave Zuoqiu Chenyu the antidote, he had asked her underlings to come and get it.
Zuoqiu Chenyu also didn't take the initiative to contact Wang Haoran.
Wang Haoran could roughly guess the reason.
It was because Zuoqiu Chenyu had lost a bet and still owed him something.
Wang Haoran didn't forget about this matter. He just didn't want to look for Zuoqiu Chenyu.
Because the two protagonists related to Zuoqiu Chenyu, Xiao Yifeng and Yanguishan, were already dead, Wang Haoran naturally didn't have the heart to flirt with Zuoqiu Chenyu.
After all, Zuoqiu Chenyu was the big sister of the female lead. It was more difficult to win her over. Moreover, her current favorability was only 30.
Under the circumstances that Zuoqiu Chenyu didn't attract the attention of the protagonists, Wang Haoran couldn't be bothered with her.
Although Zuoqiu Chenyu was very beautiful and enchanting, the other female leads were also very beautiful and had their own charm.
Moreover, Qin Yunhan, Qiu Qianwei, and Yang Jingwan's favorability was basically maxed out. Getting along with them was really much more pleasant.
Wang Haoran didn't need to worry about anything at all. He could do whatever he wanted.
If it wasn't necessary, why would he look for Zuoqiu Chenyu?
However, in the current situation, it was necessary to contact Zuoqiu Chenyu.
This was because Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu still needed to be taught a lesson.
Wang Haoran didn't want to do it himself, so he could only send someone.
Currently, he had two forces that he could use.
One was the Poison Sect, and the other was Zuoqiu Chenyu and her subordinates.
However, the Poison Sect's forces were used to deal with the protagonists. If he used them to deal with Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu, it would be making a mountain out of a molehill.
It was best to leave this matter to Zuoqiu Chenyu.
After the call connected, Wang Haoran didn't bother with small talk and went straight to the point. "I want a few repairmen."
The other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds, as if in a daze. Only then did Zuoqiu Chenyu's seductive voice come through.
"What are you repairing? Cars?"
"People."
"How many people? What are your requirements? "
"Two people. A middle-aged woman and a young man in his early twenties. As for the requirements, it's fine as long as you don't kill them. The rest is up to you, "Wang Haoran said.
Actually, Wang Haoran wanted to send Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu back to the cauldron to be rebuilt.
However, considering Song Zhenyu's kindness, he ultimately dismissed the idea.
Although Song Zhenyu had chosen to cut ties with Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu, if she heard the news of their deaths, it would definitely affect her mentality.
Zuoqiu Chenyu: "No problem."
"Then that's all." After speaking, Wang Haoran hung up.
On the other end of the phone, Zuoqiu Chenyu heard the busy tone and couldn't help but be shocked.
She thought that Wang Haoran would ask her to cash in on the prize. Who knew that she was overthinking things.
Buzz buzz.
Just as this thought flashed through Zuoqiu Chenyu's mind, her phone vibrated.
Wang Haoran had sent her the information on the two targets.
Zuoqiu Chenyu put away her thoughts and immediately went to instruct her subordinates.
Although she had become a full-time employee, she was still forced by her circumstances. As long as she didn't go overboard, her subordinates would occasionally earn some extra money.
Repairing people was one of the ways to earn extra money.
Moreover, the subordinates in charge of this business were all very professional! They did things quickly and accurately, leaving no traces behind.
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