Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Probably because the first statement was too strong, or the words expressed the wrong emotion, so Li Rong quickly changed the method.

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows, he knew in his heart that the second choice was not Li Rong's sincere words.

This is only for the purpose.

Cen Wei didn't expect that adding Song Yuanyuan, an insignificant person, as a friend would bring such unexpected gains.

[Cen Wei: I agree. 】

Li Rongxu hasn't returned for a long time.

Cen Xiao didn't care either, he put his phone aside, left the shooting gallery, picked up his car, and drove straight home.

When he arrived at the door, Li Rongcai sent another message.

[Li Rong: Congratulations!Talented man and beautiful woman are a match made in heaven, I wish you a happy tie and get married soon! 】

Cen Ling looked down at the information on the phone, and scanned his fingerprints to unlock it. As soon as he entered the house, he heard a shrill and long meow.

The lazy Lan Jin gradually lay on Xiao Muran's lap, both pads resting in Xiao Muran's palm, her sharp teeth were slightly exposed, and the tip of her red tongue stuck out, licking her lips that had just finished drinking milk.

This cat is different from the normal blue-gold gradation. Its eyes are not round and round. The shape of the eyes is a bit like almonds.

Xiao Muran was holding Lan Jin in a daze again. While in a daze, she stroked the cat's clean fluff and whispered softly: "Be good, eat more, you have lost weight recently."

The cat's name is 'Forget-me-not', which has the same name as a flower. That flower has a deep meaning to Xiao Muran when she was a girl, but this meaning has nothing to do with Cen Wei's father, Cen Qing, and of course it has nothing to do with Cen Wei.

Xiao Muran took the cat home a week ago. When she passed by the pet shop, she looked at the cat and saw the beautiful eyes like peach blossoms. She couldn't leave and insisted on taking the cat back home.

Then for such a long time, Xiao Muran hugged the kitten and was lost in thought most of the time, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mom." Cen Xiao called lightly.

Xiao Muran probably didn't hear it, and still gently stroked Xiao Wu's fur, carefully as if guarding the most precious baby.

Cen Xiao has long been used to it, but he actually just yelled casually, not expecting a response.

It's just that his eyes couldn't help falling on the cat that attracted Xiao Muran's full attention.

Seeing Cen Xiao approaching, Xiao Wu, his pupils tightened slightly, he slowly raised his head, his ears trembled sensitively, and his tail flicked back and forth on the leather sofa.

That expression was arrogant and stubborn, with an inviolable defensive posture all over his body, but he didn't bother to show too much stress and lost his identity.

They really look alike, from eyes to personality.

Cen Ling stretched out his hand, reached under the warm neck covered by the dense down, and massaged it gently.

This cat is indeed not fat, ignoring the fluffy hair, the slender neck seems to be easily cut off, it is too fragile.

Xiao Muran rescued Xiao Wu from Cen Xiao's palm in a panic, hugged him in his arms and cared softly, and his slender fingers helped him straighten out the messy fluff on his neck.

"Cen Wei." Xiao Muran's tone carried a warning.

Cen Xiao sneered: "What do you think I'm going to do?"

He just touched the cat's neck, and deliberately lightened his strength, but Xiao Muran thought he was going to hurt the cat.

Xiao Muran was quite sensitive, and hid the cat behind him, his tone was a little excited: "No matter what you want to do, stay away from Xiao Wu, I'm not joking."

Cen Ling's eyes turned cold, he stood up straight, and said vaguely: "You think it looks like a certain person, and I think it looks like a certain person, but a cat is just a cat."

"This is my cat, it only recognizes me, you will scare it." Xiao Muran frowned, and gave Cen Wei a wary look.

She didn't know when Cen Wei became unfathomable and unpredictable, so complicated that even a mother like her didn't have the energy to study it.

Xiao Muran doesn't want her son to be like this. She has always been a pure and kind person, tired of the decades of intrigue between Lan Shu and Hong Suo, tired of all the sacrifices caused by the intrigue, she herself was forced to be involved in this torrent, and also He could only watch helplessly as Cen Xiao got involved in this torrent.

But recently, she felt more and more that Cen Xiao had the tendency to become a disruptor of the torrent.

"I won't do anything to this cat, and I want more than cats."

Cen Wei smiled, and distanced himself from 'Forget-me-not' cooperatively. Seeing that he was walking away, the cat relaxed and stopped straightening its neck. Disdain.

Li Rong was a little angry.

Cen Wei never replied to his messages, and judging by his posture, he insisted on dancing with Song Yuanyuan.

At Song Yuanyuan's birthday party in the previous life, Cen Xiao also danced.

It's just that at that time Li Rong was mentally traumatized and confused, he didn't pay much attention to Song Yuanyuan and Cen Wei, he didn't even remember which dance they danced, how well they danced, and what their expressions were like.

He didn't care about Song Yuanyuan, he didn't care about Cen Wei, he didn't care about Song's mother's cynicism and eccentricity.

He locked himself in a barren information cocoon, his only belief was to live, no matter how difficult or painful, he had to live.

Because he knew that if he died, everything would be meaningless.

Song Yuanyuan probably had a good impression of Cen Wei at that time.

Cen Wei is really nothing.

Li Rong wrapped the quilt tightly, coughing and cursing.

After the first class the next day, Li Rong still looked pale and weak, as if he had not just attended a class, but had a physical training that broke through the limits of his body.

So far this day, he hasn't said a word to Cen Xiao, nor has he given Cen Xiao a gentle and playful look.

This was his basic attitude towards Cen Xiao in his previous life.

Song Yuanyuan rushed into the experimental class at this time, with a look of concern and worry, like a little girl in distress, and hugged him.

"Li Rong, are you okay, I almost thought something was going to happen to you."

Song Yuanyuan's tone was choked up, his eyes were red, and his high ponytail swept Li Rong's neck.

The panic in Li Rong's eyes only existed for a second, and this second was only because he was facing the teenage Song Yuanyuan, which made the 23-year-old him feel very uncomfortable.

But he regained his composure in an instant, and let Song Yuanyuan hold him, without any fluctuation in his heart.

He didn't hug her back, nor pushed her away, it's just that time has passed, and everything is hard to return.

Song Yuanyuan's hair brushed his neck a little itchy, he even tilted his head to avoid Song Yuanyuan's face.

Song Yuanyuan's enthusiasm and concern made the class boil.

"The classmate next door came to see the monitor, tsk tsk, we didn't break up, I thought we broke up a long time ago."

"Song Yuanyuan is a nice person. I didn't expect him to be very affectionate and righteous."

"Big beauties are so proactive, why is the squad leader so expressionless? Is the script upside down?"

"I like Song Yuanyuan a little bit. I didn't expect to be so dedicated and not materialistic. Didn't I say that her family is very good at watching people order dishes?"

"This is a classroom, not a school grove, so I have to take it outside." Cen Xiao didn't even lift his eyes, but focused on the stock market trend on the phone screen, but his tone was somewhat impatient.

Li Rong nodded, without any fear, he went up against the wind: "Okay, then let's go outside for a hug."

Cen Wei didn't move yet, but Song Yuanyuan was so frightened that he immediately let go of Li Rong's neck.

"Don't be kidding, you two don't...don't be angry." Song Yuanyuan obviously had no experience in dealing with this kind of situation, and shrank his fingers into the sleeves of his school uniform, his face flushed.

She looked at Li Rong, and then at Cen Xiao, her heart beating like a drumbeat.

She accidentally sent the message to Cen Wei to Li Rong yesterday, she knew that Li Rong was smart, no matter how she tried to refute, she seemed powerless.

When this kind of thing happened, the family asked her to break up and separate her relationship with Li Rong. She believed that Li Rong could guess and understand all these things.

But to be with Cen Xiao in such a short period of time... is indeed a bit too much.

She ran over to look for Li Rong today, firstly because she had no more love, and secondly because she felt guilty.

She hoped that her hug and breath could bring comfort to Li Rong, even if it was just a little bit, it could relieve the guilt in her heart.

But she never thought that Cen Xiao would show displeasure at her intimacy with Li Rong.

Cen Xiao didn't reply to her message yesterday, she thought she was not attractive to Cen Xiao, but today's situation made her panic again.

Maybe when she came to the experimental class to look for Li Rong countless times before, Cen Wei also paid attention to her.

After all, she is also very beautiful.

Li Rong glanced at Cen Wei with downcast eyes, then silently looked away, and asked Song Yuanyuan with a smile on his lips: "I'm not angry, who is angry?"

He really looks good when he smiles. He lifts his eyelids while bending his eyes, arching his shallow silkworms, and his brows are full of affection.

Song Yuanyuan was even in a trance for a moment.

Li Rong was not like this before. Most of the time, Li Rong is cold, rational, and has a strong sense of distance. Her energy and thoughts are focused on those things that have nothing to do with you and me. As a girlfriend, she can also get some extra chats , press the road, watch a movie, and have a chance to eat a big meal.

She couldn't remember when was the last time Li Rong smiled so beautifully.

At this moment, she really wished to fight against the whole world for Li Rong.

But it's just a flash, she's not stupid.

Cen Xiao slightly narrowed his eyes.

He really didn't want to do some extremely childish actions, but Li Rong smiled at Song Yuanyuan so much that his teeth itch.

Cen Wei looked up: "I don't have a partner."

Li Rong sneered.

The old Cen Wei, as expected, is not completely perverted yet, to be able to say such childish words, to think that these words can stimulate him.

Li Rong took Song Yuanyuan's hand: "Let's go outside and talk."

Song Yuanyuan's mind was numb, she subconsciously shook Li Rong's hand away, and forced a smile: "I... go back to class first, class is about to start, Li Rong, you are well."

After all, he didn't listen to the reply, and ran away in a hurry.

Before, she never thought that she would struggle repeatedly between these two people. She was actually a little afraid of Cen Wei, and also a little bit reluctant to part with Li Rong, but her mother definitely liked Cen Wei more, because Li Rong was doomed to have no future, and Cen Wei future is bright.

Song Yuanyuan's heart was in a mess.

Li Rong was not regretful, after Song Yuanyuan ran away, he removed his smile, covered his stomach with one hand, and lay down on the table to rest tiredly and weakly, but with his face to the right and his back to Cen Wei.

The hair on his forehead was enough to cover his eyes, so that others could not see the slight displeasure in his eyes, but only felt that he was too uncomfortable, too weak to straighten up.

"Squad leader, why don't you drink some of this? I read on the Internet that hot milk nourishes the stomach. You were always covering your stomach yesterday."

Lin Qin, who was not very conspicuous in the whole class, put a bottle of sweet milk on Li Rong's desk uneasily.

Although he researched a lot of information about gas poisoning, he has not been very good in cultural studies, and he is not sure whether the things he gave Li Rong are really useful, and whether Li Rong will want it.

Cen Wei completely turned off the stock interface this time, it was all green and shiny, it was unlucky to look at.

Li Rong was slightly stunned, leaned his neck, reached out and touched the milk cup, it was still warm.

The people who prepare it are very careful.

In the previous life, he actually didn't have much impression of Lin Qin, and the sudden concern made him a little panicked.

"Thank you." Li Rong subconsciously replied.

Lin Qin smiled shyly, and involuntarily grabbed his trouser legs with his fingers, swallowing his saliva nervously every second or two: "It's good if you can drink it, but I don't really know whether it works or not."

Li Rong looked at the 17-year-old boy's youthful feelings that he couldn't hide, and his mood was a little complicated.

He really didn't think before that he still had the potential to confuse sentient beings.

Originally, Lin Qin had nothing to do with his life at all, but now he felt that if he was sincere, he had to repay something.

Li Rong hesitated for a moment: "Lin Qin, are you going to take the art test?"

Lin Qin was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Li Rong to be so concerned about his state: "Ah... yes, but I only sing a little better, and I haven't done any other training, so I probably won't pass the exam."

Li Rong recalled the news that he saw by accident in his last life but remembered it inadvertently, and said to Lin Qin solemnly: "If you can pass the exam, you can also participate in a talent show when you have time, but don't get along with me. Wajing Entertainment signed a contract."

Lin Qin had never heard of any Beijing entertainment at all: "I... I'm really not sure I can pass the exam, monitor, you trust me so much..."

Li Rong interrupted him: "Just take it as if I figured it out, and just don't sign a contract with Wajing Entertainment."

He didn't care much about entertainment news in his last life, but Lin Qin seemed to be popular, so popular that even people like him who didn't care had heard of it.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and he chose the wrong company. Because Lin Qin was unwilling to be reconciled to Wajing Entertainment's bottomless exploitation, he tried to terminate the contract but failed, and was buried in the snow.

Lin Qin actually didn't believe in fortune-telling, but it was Li Rong who said it after all, he only thought that Li Rong had connections in his family before, and he knew that this senior executive of Wajing Entertainment was not a good person.

He nodded again and again: "Okay, if I can pass the exam, I will definitely not sign a contract with this company."

Jian Fu happened to come to look for Cen Wei, and heard Li Rong's words very clearly.

It just so happened that Cen Wei didn't seem to be in a good mood, obviously he didn't want to talk to him, he whistled lightly, and said to Li Rong casually: "Oh, the giant panda has become a dancing master again, Li Rong, you too Calculate, whether I can unify the eight districts of Lanshu in the future."

Li Rongyun glanced at Jian Fu, knowing that he was deliberately mocking, but still answered solemnly: "No."

After answering, he secretly took a look at Cen Xiao, but Cen Xiao didn't respond to Lan Shu, instead staring at the bottle of sweet milk.

Li Rong felt a little more at ease, and looked away calmly.

Of course Jian Fu knew that he couldn't dominate Lan Shu, and he didn't have such big ambitions.

He just deliberately ridiculed Li Rong, before he couldn't understand Li Rong's noble and glamorous appearance, and now he couldn't understand Li Rong's way of giving advice to others.

People in Hongsuo have always been like this, as if they want to escape from the world of mortals, they are not in the five elements, but they are actually mortals who eat whole grains.

Jian Fu put one hand on Cen Xiao's shoulder: "Then you do the math for my Brother Xiao, even...how is his luck?"

Cen Wei frowned, thinking about the feasibility of smashing that unsightly bottle of sweet milk on Jian Fu's head.

Li Rongqing gave a light 'heh' and said casually: "It's not that good."

Jian Fu was unhappy, and his tone became cold: "How is it possible, brother Xiao, I can't find anything for this condition."

Li Rong smiled lightly: "It's not a good job, maybe."

The author has something to say:

Cen Wei: Spread rumors, don't listen to them, don't believe them, he's angry.