It turns out that the boss is a bamboo horse

Chapter 200 is all fake, don't worry

Chapter 200 is all fake, don't worry

"It turns out that classmate Fu is here too! I happen to have a problem that I can't figure out, so please ask classmate Fu to explain to me what to do."

After a fuss that attracted attention, Qiao Huaxi rushed to Fu Mo Nian with a set of test papers, and did not forget to say hello to Yu Huanxi with a smile, "Hello, Classmate Yu."

Then he pointed to a certain question on the test paper and showed it to Fu Mo Nian, "Student Fu, help me out, good intentions will be rewarded, please."

Fu Mo Nian's expression was sombre, and his black pupils were covered with a thin layer of frost. Just when Qiao Huaxi thought that he would not be able to explain the problem, Fu Mo Nian explained the steps of solving the problem in eloquence.

Yu Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief quietly, she thought that Fu Mo Nian would fight Qiao Huaxi, after all, with so many people watching around, it's better to deal with it "calmly".

But Qiao Huaxi's sudden appearance is a bit strange.

Logically speaking, Qiao Huaxi should be with Zhang Lingling.

Lu Feng, who was flipping through Go books, was grabbed by Song Chengyu and forced to hide behind the bookshelf. Song Chengyu cautiously pointed in a certain direction, "Isn't that Auntie Fu?"

Lu Feng took a closer look, and it really was Aunt Fu, and the girl next to her in a hat and scarf seemed to be Zhang Lingling.

"Does that woman look like Zhang Lingling?" Song Chengyu was still not sure.

According to Zhang Lingling's habits, it is absolutely impossible for her to wear such a closed dress. Could it be that she lost face after being forced out of the library by the security guards last time, so she will wear it like this this time?

"Who is she sending messages with, she looks very anxious." Song Chengyu wished he was a clairvoyant at the moment.

"Qiao Huaxi isn't with her, it's a bit weird." Lu Feng narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Song Chengyu muttered softly, "It seems we have to get closer."

Lu Feng grabbed him and pointed to the road next to him, "We'll go around that way, so it won't be easy to be spotted."

"What happened?"

Gu Zhi gracefully put down the coffee cup in his hand, the crisp sound of the impact made Zhang Lingling's hands tremble in fright, and the phone almost fell to the ground.

Gu Zhi's red lips raised slightly, and he glanced at Zhang Lingling, "Huh?"

The rising ending sound made Zhang Lingling's heart beat faster, and she subconsciously clenched her phone tightly, "I just read a supernatural story and it scared me."

She also took a few breaths with lingering fear.

"It's all fake, don't worry about it, think more about happy things, and you'll be fine in a while." Gu Zhi patted Zhang Lingling's shoulder affectionately.

Zhang Lingling hummed nervously, and put the phone into her pocket with her right hand stiffly.

"By the way, what did Aunt Fu invite me to the library for?"

They sat here for quite a while, she was the one who read the book and Gu Zhi sipped coffee, as if nothing else was going to happen.

She originally wanted to go out wearing a mask, but it was Gu Zhi who told her to dress strictly and plainly, so she wore simple casual clothes, a hat, a scarf, and a mask.

Gu Zhi smiled, "I thought you knew."

Zhang Lingling was stunned, "..." Suddenly, he realized that the woman's eyes were not as kind and friendly as they appeared on the surface, and there seemed to be a black vortex underneath.

"Mo Nian, Cheng Yu, and Lu Feng have always had the habit of coming to the library on weekends. You must know it. After all, you had an accident here not long ago, didn't you?" Gu Zhi smiled slightly, and picked up the coffee gracefully She leaned close to her lips and took a sip, "You are sure that you will meet Mo Nian when you come here, otherwise why would you go against my words and wear a beautiful little dress."

(End of this chapter)

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