Hundreds of billions of marriage favors: marry a wealthy young lady

Chapter 2346 Throwing the Trash Can

At the end of the weekend, the students continued their campus life.

When Lu Qiqi opened her schoolbag to get her textbooks, she found that there was an extra letter inside.

what is this?
Lu Qiqi took out the letter curiously and looked at it. The word "Love Letter" was impressively written on the cover.

"Love letter?" Lu Qiqi opened her eyes wide in surprise, not noticing that her exclamation attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

Immediately opened the envelope, and saw a large section of affectionate words inside.

The name of the owner of the love letter was written at the bottom, and the letter in his hand was snatched away suddenly. When he looked up, he saw a mischievous classmate who was about to read aloud when he was punched by a boy rushing up beside him.

"Squad leader, are you afraid that everyone will know that you wrote a love letter to the new transfer student?"

The boy blushed instantly.

On the contrary, Lu Qiqi was quite embarrassed, stood up, and walked to the monitor: "Squad monitor."

The whole class stared at the two of them, thinking that another pair of lovers would be born in the class.

The boy's face was flushed, thinking that he could officially become her boyfriend in the next moment.

"I'm sorry, monitor, I have a fiancé."

The whole class was in an uproar.

*
On the campus of the University Department, Mu Zirui was strolling on the lawn.

I just finished listening to the lecturer's class and went to the library to read materials alone.

Opening the textbook, a letter fell out.

It fell out of the book when I was listening to the class just now.

Mu Zirui looked at the handwritten word "Love Letter" on the envelope, and he recognized it even when it turned into ashes.

She petted a smile, opened the envelope, and looked at a large paragraph of nasty love words copied from nowhere.

Put the love letter in the envelope, put it in the book, and continue to read the information.

The next day, when Mu Zirui opened the book, he found another love letter inside.

Day three...

Day [-]...

Day [-]...

A week has passed like this, and there are always love letters falling out of books or clothes.

Mu Zirui frowned with some headache.

*
At night, Mu Ziwu saw his elder brother Mu Zirui go to the bathroom to take a shower, so he sneaked into his brother's room.

Holding a love letter in his hand, he looked around to see where to put it.

Textbooks are too thin, not easy to clip, and easy to fall off.

For clothes... the pockets are too small.

Mu Ziwu was in a hurry, and as soon as his eyes lit up, he put it in Mu Zirui's bag.

"What are you doing?" Mu Zirui who suddenly appeared asked.

Mu Ziwu almost jumped up in fright, "Brother, didn't you go to take a shower? Why are you back?"

"I forgot to take my pajamas." Mu Zirui walked in, looking at the love letter in Mu Ziwu's hand that he didn't have time to put in his bag, "What is this?"

Taking the love letter, looking at the word "Love Letter" on the envelope, the handwriting is all too familiar.

"You sent all the love letters during this period?" Mu Zirui opened the envelope, looked at it casually and asked, "Are you interested in me?"

Mu Ziwu almost vomited, no matter how hard he tried, it was impossible for him to be interested in a man or his own brother.

"Where did you copy it?" Mu Zirui asked lightly.

"Sister Qiqi copied it from the love quotes in the bookstore." Mu Ziwu replied honestly, not daring to play tricks in front of his brother, "Sister Qiqi likes you very much, and she wastes a lot of brain cells writing love letters to you every day." , didn’t even sleep at night.”

"It's hard work for me to tell her." Mu Zirui said quite seriously, putting the love letter in an envelope and returning it to his younger brother Mu Ziwu, "I don't need to send it anymore, and I don't have time to read it."

"Have you read the ones I sent you before?"

"No, just throw it in the trash can." Mu Zirui went out with his pajamas.

　Four more. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)