Novel Name : Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife!

Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 31

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Chapter 31

Slightly Alarming

“Enough about me, let’s talk about you.” If Ruan Mengmeng had to explain the reasoning behind her transfer to the school, she would have to talk about her mom.

“Aren’t you usually friendly with everyone? Why were those guys giving you a hard time?”

“Tsk, I’d rather not talk about it.” Mu Jingxing unhappily pouted his lips. “It’s all because of Gu Xuan. Ruan Jiaojiao and he make the perfect, most shameless pair. Just because they were scared of people saying they were in cahoots, he tried to counteract it by spreading rumors about other people.”

“Everyone knew the relationship between Gu Xuan and you. You were intended to be Gu Xuan’s righteous future wife. But when they took the bribe from Gu Xuan and Ruan Jiaojiao, they also started a rumor saying that you’d always been jealous of Ruan Jiaojiao since young. That you knew she liked Gu Xuan so you stole your little sister’s crush and badgered Gu Xuan until he got together with you out of spite for her.”

“I couldn’t standby and listen to what they were saying so I argued with them. I guess that really rustled Gu Xuan’s feathers.”

Mu Jingxing did not have to continue elaborating on what unfolded right after as Ruan Mengmeng already knew.

She was childhood friends with Mu Jingxing and Gu Xuan, and they grew up together.

Gu Xuan was around the same age as her, roughly a few months older, while Mu Jingxing was a year younger than both of them.

Compared to the frivolous Mu Jingxing who was known to spend his parent’s money flippantly, Gu Xuan was the guy who had graduated from college and worked in a company. Naturally, people would take the latter’s side.

“Forget about it. I just want to know more about my big sis’s story. Let the two of them say whatever they want. Let’s go, I’ll walk you to class. I think we’re in the same class.”

“Oh, you’re in the same class as me? Alright, let’s go then.” Mu Jingxing’s head was somewhere else when Ruan Mengmeng told him that she wanted to go to class.

He looked over at Ruan Mengmeng but dropped his head. He took another glance at her and lowered his head again, still deep in his thoughts.

At the same time, elsewhere.

Ling Bei completed his assigned tasks and reported to Li Junyu.

“Young Master, don’t worry. Everything’s settled with the school. Although Senior (13) is not as good as the other classes, Miss said that in the coming examinations, she’ll…”

“Senior (13)?” A cold and low voice emanated from the phone.

The tone was indifferent but under the low voice, there was a sense of hounding that made Ling Bei shiver.

“Yes. It’s Senior (13)… WPA said that the rules required the school to split the classes according to their performance in the examinations held throughout each semester. For Miss, she was only eligible for Senior (13) given her test scores during the assessment.”

“I, Li Junyu, will accept nothing but the best class,” the person speaking on the other end of the line continued in a low voice.

It was as if the stern voice that replied did not hear a single word of Ling Bei’s explanation.

“But Young Master, the classes are already set… Furthermore, you said that we should keep a low profile so that they won’t…”

“So, are you questioning my decision?” Even though they were separated by the phone, Ling Bei could feel the air getting colder as the man’s thin lips curved downward into a fearsome arch.

“No, sir, I would never.”

Li Junyu shifted his feet and his voice still as cold as ice said, “Wait there…”

“Eh?”

“I’ll be there in an hour.”

Year 3 Senior (13) classroom.

Ruan Mengmeng tailed close behind Mu Jingxing into the classroom. The moment she set foot in the classroom; all eyes were on her.

All the male classmates took a good look at Ruan Mengmeng and were stunned into silence as their eyes sparkled in adoration.

As for the female classmates, some of them admired her while others looked on in envy. Of course, some of them were jealous as well.

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