He Muxi was the one who bought the food for her yesterday. Under Jiujiu's insistence, Jiujiu bought the food for He Muxi this time.
He Muxi's heart ached that Jiujiu did not have much money. She quickly shouted, "I want to eat fried rice. Qingqing, I want to eat fried rice."
Although the food in the cafeteria was much cheaper than outside, He Muxi knew that Jiujiu did not have enough money.
Therefore, He Muxi kept shouting that she wanted to eat the cheapest fried rice in the cafeteria.
He Muxi's words warmed Jiujiu's heart. She looked at He Muxi with a gentle gaze. She mumbled an "okay" and turned to buy the food.
Li Nanfeng saw that Jiujiu had left and quickly followed behind.
He thought that Jiujiu would go to the fried rice stall. In the end, Jiujiu went straight to the stall selling hot oil noodles.
The four of them arrived at the cafeteria early, and there were not many people at the window. Moreover, Jiujiu's slender figure gave her a bigger advantage. It did not take long for her to bring out two bowls of oily noodles.
Li Nanfeng was stunned when he saw Jiujiu coming out with the hot oil noodles. He said, "Aren't you going to buy the fried rice?"
Jiujiu blinked and looked at Li Nanfeng.
Then, Li Nanfeng's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Jiujiu …
It was Jiujiu's first time seeing such a shy man. She found it funny and speechless.
To prevent Li Nanfeng from blushing again, Jiujiu looked away and said, "If you don't buy the food, you and Mo Gusheng won't be able to eat."
Li Nanfeng realized that there were more and more people at the stall. He did not have time to talk to Jiujiu. He went straight to the stall that was full of people.
People were all squeezed to the window selling food. Naturally, there were not many people in other places. Jiujiu walked leisurely to He Muxi's seat. After passing the noodles to He Muxi, she said, "I wanted to eat noodles just now. How about we eat fried rice tomorrow?"
He Muxi, who was going to buy the food tomorrow, was speechless.
Since Jiujiu had already bought the food, He Muxi could only eat one mouthful at a time.
However, Li Nanfeng was still not out when He Muxi and Jiujiu were almost done. Mo Gusheng, who was starving, went to look for Li Nanfeng after informing Jiu.
The moment Mo Gusheng left, Lan Zihang, who had been eyeing Jiujiu covetously, immediately pulled Li Heng over.
Lan Zihang was still looking impatient. However, since He Muxi was sitting opposite Jiujiu, Lan Zihang's mouth became clean. However, he still looked at Jiujiu with disdain and disdain. He spoke as if he was talking to a kitten or a puppy, "Lan Ziqing, how about I introduce you to a boyfriend?"
Lan Zihang's arrogant attitude made it seem like he was doing charity. He Muxi was so angry that she wanted to stab her chopsticks into Lan Zihang's mouth.
Meanwhile, Jiujiu looked at Lan Zihang expressionlessly.
When Lan Zihang introduced Li Heng to Jiujiu in the morning, Jiujiu already knew what Lan Zihang meant. However, she pretended not to understand. Who knew that Lan Zihang would be so shameless as to come to the cafeteria to introduce her to a boyfriend?
Jiujiu raised her eyelids and looked at Li Heng, who was sitting opposite her with a bright smile. The corners of her mouth curled up.
Lan Ziqing was already beautiful. After being filled with Jiujiu's soul, she exuded a cold aura. The way she curled up her lips was like a cold and beautiful flower.
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Like a lotus flower that could bewitch people.
Li Heng already had some feelings for Jiujiu. Now that Jiujiu smiled at him, he was instantly bewitched. The way he looked at Jiujiu was even more infatuated.
Lan Zihang talked for a long time, but Jiujiu only curled her lips and did not give a clear answer.
Lan Zihang, who could get whatever he wanted in the Lan family, especially when he was scolded and beaten by Lan Ziqing, was instantly unhappy. He looked at Jiujiu with a displeased expression. His lips were pursed in anger, and his face was filled with anger. "Did you hear that? Are you deaf?"
Jiujiu turned her head and glanced at Lan Zihang's angry face. She said, "I'm a student now. My studies should be more important."
Jiujiu's answer was reasonable, but she clearly rejected Lan Zihang.
It was the first time he was rejected. Lan Zihang's face was almost filled with anger.
Lan Zihang was spoiled by his parents. He would be furious if someone rejected him, not to mention Jiujiu who was a loser in his eyes.
She actually dared to reject him. Lan Zihang looked at Jiujiu with eyes that could spit fire. He looked like he wanted to skin Jiujiu alive.
Lan Zihang raised his hand and prepared to slap Jiujiu out of habit.
Just when Jiujiu was thinking about whether she should dodge or take advantage of the situation to teach Lan Zihang a lesson, she heard a slap. Lan Zihang's hand directly hit Li Nanfeng's face.
Li Nanfeng's face was very pale. In an instant, a blood-red palm print appeared on his face. As time passed, the palm print slowly swelled up.
Lan Zihang was used to hitting Jiujiu. It was fine if he hit her, but other people were definitely not to be trifled with.
A trace of panic flashed across Lan Zihang's face. He looked at Jiujiu with a bone-deep hatred. It was as if he wanted to slap Jiujiu a dozen more times to vent his anger. But now, he could only awkwardly withdraw his hand.
Lan Zihang's brain wasn't very good, but he knew that hitting Jiujiu and hitting Li Nanfeng were two different matters.
Jiujiu was his sister. Even if he hit her, it would at most be a mistake. But Li Nanfeng was different. Li Nanfeng's mother was said to be a company executive. She often went to his father's factory to buy things. If his mother found out that he hit Li Nanfeng, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the consequences.
Lan Zihang moved his mouth. Just as he was about to push all the blame to Jiujiu, he felt his body heat up. A bowl of hot soup was splashed on his face.
Mo Gusheng watched as He Muxi splashed the pork rib soup he just bought onto Lan Zihang's face. The corner of his mouth twitched.
Jiujiu didn't expect such a big change to happen in such a short period of time.
However, it was fortunate that it was already very late when Mo Gusheng went to buy the pork rib soup. The soup was already cold. Otherwise, Lan Zihang's skin would have been scalded off.
But now, Lan Zihang's head and face were covered in soup. There were also vermicelli and chopped green onions on his face. Coupled with his face that had turned purple due to anger, it was simply a sight to behold.
After He Muxi finished splashing the soup, she scolded, "Who do you think you are? You're a good-for-nothing who took the college entrance examination three years ago and still can't get into the university. How dare you hit Qingqing?"
Lan Zihang had never been pointed at and scolded. Now that He Muxi scolded him like this, his blood rushed to his head. He raised his hand and wanted to slap He Muxi.
However, before Lan Zihang could raise his hand, Mo Gusheng grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back, pressing him onto the dining table.
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