The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

It's Ning Quruo.

The boy took a step forward.

The next second, Zhan Peng found himself shrouded in the man's shadow.

He is really not that tall.

The aura on his body was even more terrifying.

Zhan Peng narrowed his eyes, but had no intention of giving up his position.

Others might be afraid of Ning Quruo, but he didn't take Ning Quruo seriously.

Seeing him sit down, pick up a shrimp and peel it, he sneered lightly, "I bought this after all."

Ning Quruo raised his eyes, and the two looked at each other. There seemed to be sparks in the air.

Within a few seconds, Ning Quruo stood up again, took out his phone and called Butler Ning.

Behind him, there was Zhan Peng's melodious voice, "Now go to Fumanlou to buy some and then deliver them here. It will take at least an hour. Do you want Miss Gu to stay hungry like this?"

Ning Quruo's hand holding the phone paused slightly.

There is frost on the face.

Gu Weimian frowned, "Mr. Zhan, aren't you very busy?"

Naturally, Zhan Peng would not use such a rude tone towards Gu Weimian.

He lowered his eyes and whispered, "No matter how important those things are, they are not as important as Miss Gu's breakfast."

As he spoke, he brought another napkin and put it in Gu Weimian's hand.

Only then did Ning Quruo notice that there was a little sauce on the corner of Gu Weimian's mouth.

His hands clenched violently.

Gu Weimian looked helpless when she saw Ning Quruo holding her hand tightly and looking like she was about to explode.

"Mr. Zhan, I can peel it off myself."

Zhan Peng frowned, and before he could speak, Gu Weimian raised his chin again, motioning for him to look behind him.

"Besides, Mr. Duan seems to have been waiting for you for a long time. He must have something important to do with you, right?"

Zhan Peng stiffened and turned his head.

Sure enough, he saw Duan Qianchuan standing not far away, looking at him with a serious expression.

His face suddenly turned ugly.

He looked like he was about to go to the execution ground.

Gu Weimian was a little curious, "If you really don't want to be so busy, why not just leave the scarf matter to someone in the company?"

Hearing this, Zhan Peng sighed deeply, "As for the scarf, even if I am busy vomiting blood, I am willing to..."

Gu Weimian raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't it about the scarf?"

"Yes, and no." Zhan Peng sighed, his face full of helplessness, but he still stood up under Duan Qianchuan's coercion, "It's Ke Yuzhu's things."

The words just fell.

Several people saw Ke Yuzhu appearing next to Duan Qianchuan.

Her eyes were red and she had obviously just cried. She looked pitiful and was pulling Duan Qianchuan's sleeve.

Duan Qianchuan didn't know what he said, but Ke Yuzhu looked in Zhan Peng's direction.

When Gu Weimian heard this, he chuckled and shook his fist at Zhan Peng, "Come on~"

Zhan Peng wanted to cry even more.

From last night to now, his whole body was in an extremely excited state.

Good news about Bibo and Ming Siyi came one after another.

Although I am very tired, I have not slept yet.

But it’s so tiring and happy!

Only those things about Ke Yuzhu.

I was really busy and felt extremely miserable.

He sighed and walked slowly towards Duan Qianchuan.

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone.

I’m talking about Zhan Peng...

Zhan Peng walked all the way to Duan Qianchuan and Ke Yuzhu.

Duan Qianchuan looked carefree and said softly, "Zhan Peng is following up on your matters. You can ask him yourself."