Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 93 Zhou Zhize

Song Ke'er shrank her neck guiltily and hid behind Tang Qianxia.

Tang Qianxia pursed her lips: "There are all the witnesses and material evidence, Mo Hanxuan, when will you evade responsibility?"

"Evading responsibility?" Mo Hanxuan smiled silently, raised his foot angrily, and kicked down the chair beside him.

"Song Ke'er, come and tell her what's going on?" Mo Hanxuan squinted his eyes, his tone slightly raised as if threatening.

"I..." Song Ke'er looked into Mo Hanxuan's eyes with a guilty conscience, and then immediately turned her head away: "It was indeed Young Master Mo that you knocked over the cup first..."

"Yes, that's right." Mo Hanxuan admitted the mistake frankly, because he was indeed the one who knocked over the cup first.

As for why she suddenly sat on the floor, he didn't know. His strength was not very strong just now. Song Ke'er sat on the floor so suddenly, and Tang Qianxia just heard the movement and opened the door to come in. The whole thing It seems that Song Ke'er may have counted on it long ago.

Mo Hanxuan raised his lips and smiled, it was really good.

"Apologize to Kerr."

"Oh." Mo Hanxuan looked at Tang Qianxia in disbelief: "You want me to apologize to her!?"

Tang Qianxia nodded: "Yes! Don't you apologize for doing something wrong?"

"I'm sorry, the word sorry has never been included in my young master's dictionary."

That's right, how could a proud man like him know to apologize for his mistakes?
It seems that what he does is right, and he never considers other people's feelings.

Song Ke'er glanced at Tang Qianxia, ​​reached out and tugged at the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Qianxia...I feel a little sick to my stomach, shall we go?"

Tang Qianxia turned to look at her, nodded and carefully helped Song Ke'er out.

'Boom! '

Mo Hanxuan angrily grabbed the vase at the side and slammed it on the floor, breaking it into pieces.

Tang Qianxia stopped and looked sideways at Mo Hanxuan behind her.

"Let's go." After a few seconds Tang Qianxia helped Song Ke'er and left Mo Hanxuan's room

Mo Hanxuan sat at the dining table and drank the milk slowly. Song Keer walked down and looked at Mo Hanxuan who was sitting at the dining table and eating breakfast gracefully, then straightened his hair and walked slowly on catwalks walked over slowly,
"Master Mo, good morning."

Song Ke'er smiled and opened the chair and sat down.

Mo Hanxuan glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Song Ke'er smiled awkwardly, and poured herself a glass of milk while holding the quilt.

"Oops." Song Ke'er intentionally shook the milk in the quilt and splashed it directly on Mo Hanxuan's body, and she pretended to be careless: "I'm sorry, Young Master Mo, I didn't mean it just now."

Mo Hanxuan frowned and looked at his shirt which had been splashed with milk, with a sullen look on his face.

"Master Mo, I'm so sorry, how about I clean it for you?"

She pulled a tissue and walked in front of Mo Hanxuan to wipe Mo Hanxuan's clothes.

Looking at Song Ke'er who was approaching him, Mo Hanxuan looked at her irritably from the side and roared: "Get lost, try to get closer?!"

"I'm sorry... I really didn't mean it just now."

"Oh." Mo Hanxuan threw the bread in his hand on the dinner plate irritably: "Didn't it be intentional?"

"Yeah, I really didn't do it on purpose."

"Song Ke'er, I don't care what your reason for approaching Tang Qianxia is, I will warn you first, if you dare to do anything to hurt her, be careful that I can't get around you!"

"Master Mo, I don't understand what you mean..."

"Don't understand?" Mo Hanxuan sneered with mockery in his eyes: "She treats you as a friend, you'd better not do anything to hurt her!"

Mo Hanxuan patted the table and stood up, picked up the coat at the side, put it on his body, and strode out.

As soon as Tang Qianxia took out the steamed eggs, she saw Mo Hanxuan walking out, and Song Ke'er standing in front of the dining table in a daze.

"Ker, what's the matter?"

Tang Qianxia put the eggs on the dining table.

"No...it's nothing." Song Ke'er shook her head, sat down,
Did Mo Hanxuan already notice something?

Otherwise, why would he suddenly say such a thing?
She turned her head to look at Tang Qianxia who was sitting aside and concentrated on eating breakfast, her hanging heart was finally relieved.

It seems that Tang Qianxia hasn't found out yet.

the other side……

Yu Zexi was driving a red Ferrari on the way to the academy.

A bright blue convertible sports car quickly drove up to Yu Zexi's car, honking its horn frantically.

Yu Zexi lowered the car window, took off his sunglasses and tilted his head to look at the roadster that was not even a meter away from his car.

"Damn! Why is it that Zhou Zhize again!"

Sitting in the convertible was an extremely monstrous boy with dyed silver-white hair and a few shiny silver earrings on his ears.

He was still holding a lollipop in his mouth, and the button of the white shirt on his body was not completely fastened. The neckline was slightly opened, revealing a large collarbone, giving off a yuppie and yuppie atmosphere.

Zhou Zhize took out the lollipop from his mouth, took off his sunglasses, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if mocking.

"Hi, Yu Zexi!"

Yu Zexi gave him a disgusted look, stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

Zhou Zhize threw away the lollipop, drove to the maximum speed, and quickly caught up with Yu Zexi's car.

Zhou Zhize made a beautiful drift, and the whole car stopped directly in front of Yu Zexi's car.

Yu Zexi cursed in a low voice, and hurriedly braked, otherwise it would be no wonder that he would not be in a car accident if he hit him directly.

Yu Zexi pushed open the car door and walked to Zhou Zhize's car with big strides, grabbed his collar and cursed, "Zhou Zhize, you're out of your mind!"

Zhou Zhize brushed his hand away, the corner of his mouth curled up, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Why am I out of my mind? Master Yu?"

Yu Zexi let go of him, and clenched his hand tightly into a fist: "Zhou Zhize, what exactly do you want?!"

"Saturday, Dorsett Hotel." Zhou Zhize held an invitation card in both hands and looked at Yu Zexi with his chin resting on the other hand.

Yu Zexi retched, "I won't go." It was too late for him to hide from Zhou Zhize, the transgressor, and went back to his party.

"Little Xixi, how long has it been since I saw you, why don't you just go?" Zhou Zhize pushed open the car door and got down, reaching out to hug Yu Zexi's neck.

Yu Zexi retched and beat his chest with one hand, then hid back: "Zhou Zhize, you really have a mental illness!"

Yu Zexi quickly opened his car door and sat in, not even daring to stay with Zhou Zhize for a second longer.

Zhou Zhize stood where he was and watched Yu Zexi drive away with a smile on his lips.

"Oh, Xiao Xixi, don't worry, I'll catch you!" Zhou Zhize turned around and opened his car door and got in.

As soon as he sat in, he received a call from Song Ke'er.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Brother Zhou, I have done what you said, when will you give me the money?"

Zhou Zhize raised his lips slightly, and there was a glint of sinister light in his amber eyes: "Don't worry, I'll transfer the money to your account in a while."

(End of this chapter)