After the whole day's class, Murong Qiao was full of thoughts.

Murong Chuan, who sent his sister home, could naturally see that something was wrong.

"Those two people came to look for you again?" Third Brother Murong Chuan asked seemingly unintentionally.

Seeing that there was no smile on Murong Qiao's face, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, Murong Chuan secretly wondered if the two from the Nan family were doing something new.

Murong Qiao honestly shook his head, "That's not true."

She is still thinking about how to talk to her brothers about falling in love.

After thinking about it, I feel terrible, and it is difficult to talk to anyone.

But that's what it said... Murong Qiao raised her eyes and secretly glanced at the third brother who was walking beside her, thinking in her heart whether she should test the other party's tone first.

The third brother, Murong Chuan, is considered the gentlest of the five brothers, if it was him—

"Brother." Murong Qiao called him softly.

Murong Chuan pretended not to notice her tentative gaze just now, and responded.

Murong Qiao's heart tightened slightly, "I mean...if I want to fall in love."

"Brother, what do you think?"

Speaking out of his sister's mouth with a touch of sensitive topic, Murong Chuan almost instantly thought of the boy he saw in the library before.

"I'm in love." Murong Chuan said in a relaxed tone, "The family is right, and being nice to you is the foundation."

Murong Qiao felt relieved, Huo Yichen indeed satisfied all these demands raised by the third brother.

"Don't make you angry, it's better to be gentle and gentle, and..." Murong Chuan continued.

Gentle, gentleman?

Immediately in Murong Qiao's mind, the image of Huo Yichen sitting there, with his aura fully open and repelling people thousands of miles away, his face was so cold that no one dared to approach him.

Afterwards, Murong Chuan even said a few conditions that had nothing to do with Huo Yichen's cattle and horses, and they were so accurate that they stepped on the edge.

"Cough." Murong Qiao coughed guiltily. "Third brother, I'm home."

she reminded.

While the two were talking, they had already reached the downstairs of Murong Qiao and An Nuo's house.

Fortunately, the distance is not far away, otherwise Murong Qiao felt that the little hope in his heart was even more bleak if the third brother continued to talk like this.

As for saying that she is in a relationship with Huo Yichen...

Murong Qiao raised her eyes to look at the third brother, who just happened to have a bright smile and was extremely gentle.

Forget it, next time.

"Okay, I won't go up, remember to send me a message when you get home." Murong Chuan stopped.

Murong Qiao nodded, "Okay, goodbye, third brother."

Not surprisingly, Murong Qiao saw his second brother Murong Zheng waiting at the door early the next morning, ready to send him to school.

"Second brother, don't you do experiments?" Murong Qiao couldn't help asking him.

Last time I went for surgery and left, and I still didn't forget to ask my fourth brother to send me off, which really made Murong Qiao helpless.

Murong Zheng glanced at her, "Rest."

He was telling the truth, but he didn't tell Murong Qiao that he had turned down invitations from several professors to make time for sending her to school.

In a sense, it is indeed a rest.

"But brother, you don't have to worry about sending me to school every day. Surgery research is very important, so I can take good care of myself." Murong Qiao pointed out.

Her expression darkened, "As for Nan Jin and Nan Xuan, I never thought of forgiving them."

During this period of time, the second brother and the third brother were fighting openly and covertly against Nanjin Nanxuan, and Murong Qiao hadn't noticed it.

As she spoke, she looked at her second brother Murong Zheng unconsciously, and met his cold eyes, then she was stunned for a moment.

Murong Zheng didn't speak.

He carried Murong Qiao's backpack and stood at the elevator door in a waiting gesture.

"Second brother..." Murong Qiao was even more helpless.

Murong Zheng raised his eyebrows sharply, Gu Zuo said that he glanced at the time on his wrist watch.

He suddenly said, "Your third class, you want to be late?"

This question directly made Murong Qiao resign himself to his fate.

Anyone can be late for class, but it can't be third brother's, otherwise the final grade will definitely fail.

It seems that there is no reason to talk to the second brother.

Being interrupted by Murong Zheng, Murong Qiao had no choice but to end the topic.

But thinking about it the other way around, if you can't solve the second brother, then maybe it's a way to solve the reason why the second brother sent her to school.

So this time Murong Qiao was directly in front of Nan Jin, holding the arm of his second brother Murong Zheng with a smile on his face, pretending to be very happy.

"I've already had breakfast at home." She refused.

Murong Qiao was holding his second brother's arm with both hands, and it was obvious that he didn't have time to get anything, which made Nan Jin's breakfast that he wanted to bring over successfully failed.

The smile on Nan Jin's face froze, "Qiao Qiao."

He cried out in embarrassment, only feeling that Murong Qiao's intimate posture standing next to Murong Zheng was dazzling.

"Actually, there's no need to be like this. I'm living a good life." Murong Qiao said coldly, looking at Nan Jin's eyes gradually getting colder.

Her tone was flat, as if what she said had nothing to do with her. "Leaving Nan's family is the most correct decision I have ever made, including severing ties with Nan's family."

Murong Qiao deliberately spoke harshly, which made Nan Jin's face turn pale, and even took a step back involuntarily.

"I don't need you to make up for anything, just disappear before my eyes." She looked at Nan Jin.

From the beginning to the end, when Murong Qiao said these words, Murong Zheng did not participate in it.

Standing beside Murong Qiao, he was more like a patron saint.

Nan Jin was choked up by Murong Qiao's words. The breakfast was hooked by her fingertips and almost fell to the ground. She was in a state of confusion and stood there in a daze.

But Murong Qiao couldn't feel any sympathy for his appearance, he just took the bag handed to him by his second elder brother Murong Zheng, and walked past Nan Jin towards the school gate.

For the first time, Nan Jin didn't deliver the breakfast to Murong Qiao.

He was carrying the breakfast, staring at his sister's figure gradually disappearing into the distance, his heart was so cold that it made him uncomfortable to breathe.

Murong Qiao went to class feeling indescribably relaxed.

She found Yang Xin and sat down next to her. The teacher who was giving the lecture hadn't come yet, and the whole classroom was buzzing with gossip.

"Tomorrow Huida will hold a basketball game, and the finance department will play the music department. Do you want to watch it?"

"Basketball game? Yes, I almost forgot, Huida tradition, so many handsome guys this year, I will definitely go!"

Two girls were sitting not far from Murong Qiao and whispering.

Hearing about the Department of Finance, Murong Qiao subconsciously opened her ears to listen to what they said.

"Although I don't know the lineup yet, I remember that according to the rules, the team will always pick one who has learned well? Then—"

"Then what, Huo Xiaocao has an owner."

"Stupid, I said the music department, there is a handsome new guy..."

squeak--

The sound of the door opening made the entire classroom quiet, and everyone closed their mouths and looked at the podium in unison.

"It seems that I don't need to maintain classroom discipline." Murong Chuan put the materials on the table with a smile.

After all, the most difficult course is not to get a bad name. No one dared to make Professor Murong angry, wishing to shrink their own sense of existence.

Murong Qiao watched the PPT that the third brother was going to explain, and his eyes followed the content of his explanation, but his mind was thinking about what he just heard.

The basketball game, and the finance department...

When it comes to studying well, everyone can think of Huo Yichen.

The name came to Murong Qiao's mind, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he hadn't seen him for a week.

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