Love Affair: Professor's Hard To Please

C760 You're Not Allowed to See Her off



C760 You're Not Allowed to See Her off

2Half an hour later.     0

    

"Stinky Ren Zhirou, bad Rong Jingcheng, I'm so angry!" Feng Muyan ran to the back garden alone to hide her sulky mood as she muttered under her breath.    

    

When Rong Jingcheng came over, Feng Muyan was sitting on the swing, swaying high as she nagged.    

    

"What kind of taste is that? What do you like about her? She's not as beautiful as me. Her skin is not as white as mine. Her personality isn't as good as mine, and even her chest isn't as big as mine. . . "    

    

"Cough. " Rong Jingcheng almost couldn't help but laugh. She was really narcissistic.    

    

Feng Muyan saw that it was him. She didn't even bother to give him a look as she swung the swing.    

    

"You're angry just like that?" Rong Jingcheng teased her. His tone was full of playfulness.    

    

Feng Muyan snorted and said angrily, "You don't care if I am angry or not! Take care of your Miss Qiao!"    

    

"Don't say. I really plan to send Ren Zhirou home. " After the man finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.    

    

When Feng Muyan heard this, she immediately jumped down from the swing and went forward to pull his arm.    

    

"You dare! Stop! You are not allowed to send her!"    

    

Feng Muyan became anxious and looked at Rong Jingcheng who was very close to her. She became hot-headed and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.    

    

Rong Jingcheng did not move. He let Feng Muyan bravely kiss him with her eyes closed.    

    

After a while, Feng Muyan finally realized what she had done. She actually kissed Rong Jingcheng! When she realized this fact, her face turned red. She immediately lowered her head and slipped away from him.    

    

Rong Jingcheng stood there for a while. Then, he stretched out his hand and touched his lips.    

    

……    

    

The next day, at the Rong residence.    

    

Rong Yu said slowly, "The matter between you and Muyan should be settled. Find some time and follow me to Feng family to get hired. Although the two families are close, the etiquette that they should have should not be lacking. It would be better to confirm it as soon as possible before starting to prepare. "    

    

Rong Jingcheng did not think it was a big deal. He pursed his thin lips into a line and did not look at Rong Yu. He only said indifferently, "I don't want to get married now. "    

    

Feng Muyan was originally waiting for his answer with an eager expression. When she heard him say so, she felt a sense of loss in her heart.    

    

Fu Nuan was anxious. "Even so, we still have to get engaged first. Once it is decided, the date of the marriage can be slowly chosen. "    

    

Rong Jingcheng pursed his thin lips and fell silent.    

    

Feng Muyan looked at Rong Jingcheng's tense side profile and felt her heart empty.    

    

……    

    

On Friday afternoon, Feng Muyan impatiently ran to Sheng Wanwan's place the moment she got off work.    

    

"Wanwan, I think I'm going to be bored to death. " Feng Muyan laid on the bar counter and said weakly.    

    

Sheng Wanwan had just changed shifts not long ago and was tidying up the things on the bar counter.    

    

"Tell me about you. You entered the Rong Group to sleep with Rong Jingcheng. Now you didn't even touch his shadow and even made yourself look like this. " As Feng Muyan's best friend, Sheng Wanwan's dislike for him was obvious.    

    

"But I am very busy every day now. I don't even have the chance to see him. " After thinking for a while, the woman became depressed again.    

    

"Are you stupid!? It's not like you have to meet him in the Rong Group. You can go and see him after work! Don't you have the key to his house? " Sheng Wanwan winked at her flirtatiously, hinting at something.    

    

Feng Muyan had always believed in her best friend who roamed the field of love. So. . .    

    

……    

    

"A little salt. . . How much is a little salt?" Feng Muyan stared at the menu and scratched her head.    

    

"Forget it. It should not be much different. " She carefully scooped two spoonfuls of salt and put it in.    

    

She then followed the menu and made a few more dishes. She carried the dishes out and filled the entire table. Satisfied, she clapped her hands and returned to the kitchen to clean up.    

    


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