Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 325 A Feeling of Ups and Downs

For that bastard Zeng Wenjie, manipulating Xiao Mu was far too easy!

After all, he was using his main account online to deeply probe into Xiao Mu's inner world, while in reality he was constantly pressuring her.

Even if Mu Qingyang wanted to retaliate, his attacks would be immediately exposed.

Zeng Wenjie's answer made her a little flustered...

She mustered her courage and, with great force, had Zeng Wenjie bring her to the snack shop, intending to force him to submit.

As a result, my courage deflated little by little, just like an inflatable doll that had been pricked with a needle.

"What's wrong? You seem very flustered and nervous!" Zeng Wenjie asked, feigning ignorance.

"No... I was just wondering what was so fun about it," Mu Qingyang replied with a straight face.

"Then let's do it this way. After the final exams, I'll organize a barbecue for the whole class," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

"Oh... okay!" Mu Qingyang weakly agreed, not daring to show any further unusual behavior.

She's panicking terribly right now and has already started rehearsing all sorts of scenarios!

What would happen if Zeng Wenjie found the red cloth strip with the words she wrote on it?
Should we admit that she wrote it?

Zeng Wenjie asked in confusion, "You were always happy no matter where I took you before! But this time, you seem a little reluctant to have a barbecue at that farm? Then... shall we not go? Let's go somewhere else!"

Xiao Mu's heart was completely tossed around by that bastard Zeng Wenjie.

Her face flushed red, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "I have no objection, so I'll go!"

These seven words were spoken as if they were made with an immense resolve.

"Let me go! I can't breathe!" Mu Qingyang protested.

"I didn't use that much force," Zeng Wenjie breathed hot air directly into her ear.

Mu Qingyang felt his whole body go limp. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he suddenly broke free from Zeng Wenjie's arms, pushed him hard in the chest, making him fall on his butt, and then turned and ran away.

Zeng Wenjie sat on the cold floor of the snack shop, watching Mu Qingyang's hasty retreat, and couldn't help but chuckle as he took out a cigarette and lit it.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

He counted silently in his mind.

Sure enough, just after counting to three, Mu Qingyang returned sneakily and asked, "Are you... alright? You're not hurt!"

Zeng Wenjie feigned pain and said, "My tailbone hurts so much... I need to have a smoke to calm down first."

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyang was taken aback, and then panicked.

Injury to the coccyx can lead to paralysis!
She rushed up to me, asking with concern, "Are you alright? I didn't mean to! I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out..."

"Give me a hand," Zeng Wenjie said, spitting out his cigarette smoke.

Mu Qingyang reached out his hand to him, and Zeng Wenjie grabbed Mu Qingyang's small hand and pulled hard.

He has a lot of dirty tricks up his sleeve.

Mu Qingyang was pulled so hard that he stumbled and fell headlong into Zeng Wenjie's arms. Zeng Wenjie then fell backward and lay on the floor.

"Jiejiejie——"

Hearing Zeng Wenjie's strange laughter, Mu Qingyang realized that he had been tricked.

"I'm tired, I'll lie down for a while," Zeng Wenjie said softly.

"Crazy, the ground is cold!" Mu Qingyang gently patted his chest.

“Hehe~ How could you be cold while I’m holding you?” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Don't imitate the Soul Palace's laughter, it's awful!" Mu Qingyang complained.

She knew that Zeng Wenjie was also reading "Battle Through the Heavens," but she didn't know that it was written by him.

Zeng Wenjie released Mu Qingyang, and she quickly turned over and rolled onto her side, then reached out her little hand to the naughty boy lying there.

"Aren't you afraid I'll drag you down again?" Zeng Wenjie asked. "Yes," Mu Qingyang replied.

Zeng Wenjie smiled, took her hand, and sat up, saying, "Sit with me for a while."

Mu Qingyang slowly squatted down and sat on the ground, which was a little cool.

Zeng Wenjie held her hand in one hand, rested the other on his lap, propped his chin on his fist, and tilted his head to examine her.

Mu Qingyang was a little confused, wondering what he was going to say, but he didn't say a word, just looked him up and down with a smile.

"What's wrong?" After about three minutes of silence, Mu Qingyang finally couldn't help but ask softly.

"Nothing, I just wanted to take a good look at you." Zeng Wenjie reached out and gently pinched her smooth cheek.

Mu Qingyang was puzzled, but felt that his gaze seemed very deep, filled with all sorts of strange emotions, and even had a feeling of piercing through time and space.

Mu Qingyang glanced down at Zeng Wenjie's wristwatch; the minute hand had already moved two large increments, which meant ten minutes had passed.

"Let's go back!" Mu Qingyang suggested.

“Okay!” Zeng Wenjie pulled her to her feet.

Then, he bent down, picked up the cigarette he had just spat out, and tucked it behind Mu Qingyang's ear.

Today, Xiao Mu wasn't wearing his decorative black-rimmed glasses, and there was just enough room to tuck a cigarette behind his ear.

Mu Qingyang pouted slightly, not understanding why he was teasing her.

When they arrived at the dormitory building, Zeng Wenjie took the cigarette from her ear and let it pass through her lungs under his nose. Only then did she understand what he meant!

"Humph~"

Little Mu, whose mood had been like a rollercoaster tonight, couldn't help but let out a dissatisfied snort and turn away.

She felt as if Zeng Wenjie was ruthlessly manipulating her emotions!
This feeling was driving her a little crazy, and she wondered if Zeng Wenjie already knew everything.
Or perhaps her online friend learned about her and Zeng Wenjie through the program, and then used some means to obtain Zeng Wenjie's contact information and inform him of some key information?

She planned to take a shower, turn on her computer, and give them a thorough interrogation.

Zeng Wenjie skipped and hopped back to his dormitory with a cigarette dangling from his lips. It turns out that this kind of gait can only be taken when one is happy and carefree!

"Apart from the fact that it's hard to get my 45cm arm circumference back, everything is great!" Zeng Wenjie thought.

Back in the dorm, the three guys were studying hard, flipping through books one after another.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Qingfeng can't read, why is he flipping through books randomly?"

Xu Chuan then cursed, "Damn it, if you said that in the Qing Dynasty, it would be enough to have your entire family executed!"

Wang Bo sneered, "Those who fail their final exams will never gain my approval!"

Lin Zhenshan also said, "Even last-minute preparation can be effective! I was actually confident of passing, but my love for learning made me work so hard."

"Tsk, so does that mean I also have to cram at the last minute?" Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but ask.

"Nonsense!" Wang Bo said.

"Okay, boss, send me your electronic version of Hou Longtao's work so I can study it." Zeng Wenjie snapped his fingers and said happily.

"Crazy?" Lin Zhenshan cursed without turning his head.

Zeng Wenjie became smug and said, "The province's top ten outstanding youths won't fail any courses. I don't even need to take the exams, hehehe..."

As soon as he said that, the sound of turning pages stopped.

"You old scoundrel, I'd rather have given birth to old char siu than to you, you good-for-nothing!" Lin Zhenshan roared.

“Get out of 621!” Wang Bo echoed.

"You're really something!" Xu Chuan said.

The two brothers learned a lot of dialect from Lin Zhenshan.

Zeng Wenjie turned on his computer and then received a friend request. When he looked at the other party's QQ number, wow, it was a five-digit number, 10001!

"I am Pony," the other party added.

Zeng Wenjie immediately accepted the friend request. Holy crap, if I take a screenshot of this friend list and post it on my social media to show off, I wonder who can compete with me?

(End of this chapter)