Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

He was inexplicably irritable, and regretted why he didn't stop him and let her and that Zeng go?

He took out his mobile phone to call her, but as expected, no one answered.

Call again, and Jiang Qiaoyue will immediately shut down the phone.

His face darkened, he strode into his small room, and slammed the door angrily.

After tossing all night, because I moved my hands, I was emotional and sweaty.

He pulled off his coat with one hand, and took a shower in the small bathroom.

When he came out half naked, the bodyguard called.

He pressed the speaker, and the bodyguard's voice wafted in the small room:

"Fourth Young Master, I checked. Ms. Jiang did have a boyfriend named Zeng Xingyu when she was in college. The two were first love, and they had a very strong relationship. They are recognized by the whole school as a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven."

"However, Zeng Xingyu is from a scholarly family, and his father is a professor. He wanted his son to go abroad for further studies. I was afraid that Ms. Jiang would delay her son, and let her take the initiative to break up. In the end, Ms. Jiang left Zeng Xingyu. This relationship is over. It's over."

"After that, Ms. Jiang didn't fall in love for a long time, she was even depressed, and she didn't even go out much. It was only after going to Weiyang time that she cheered up."

Zhao Menglou's face darkened a little bit.

This man surnamed Zeng really has a different meaning in Qiaoqiao's mind...

For the sake of his first love's future, he actually willingly agreed to his father's unreasonable request, which shows that he really likes that man.

This class reunion, dressed so beautifully, not letting him go, sure enough, it was also for the first love.

"In addition, Zeng Xingyu seems to have been in love with Ms. Jiang. He and Ms. Jiang are not of the same class, but these years, every year to attend the gathering of Ms. Jiang's classmates, nothing more than wanting to meet Ms. Jiang."

The bodyguard's report made Zhao Menglou inexplicably irritable, and finally:

"understood."

hang up the phone.

He was upset, kicked over the tables and chairs in the room, called her several times, but still turned off the phone.

Finally, leaning on the folding bed, waiting for her, he fell asleep without knowing it.

When I woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

He went out, and heard Ning Gu say that she hadn't returned to Weiyang Time yet, her face was ugly, she went back to the room and changed her clothes, tidied up a bit, and was ready to go out to find someone.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Qiaoyue came back, as soon as she came in, she took a look at the messy room, went over, picked up the table and chairs, and then sat down.

Seeing her, Zhao Menglou's restless face finally calmed down. Seeing that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, his eyes moved again:

"You didn't come back last night?"

Jiang Qiaoyue nodded.

He tensed up: "Where did you sleep?"

She said calmly, "Xingyu's house."

"You're staying overnight at his house?" His voice began to unsteady.

Xingyu...

Already called so affectionate?

"Yes."

She answered calmly, making his face livid and about to explode. After a long time, he held back and lowered his head:

"Did you have breakfast? I'll get you some."

Seeing him avoiding reality, Jiang Qiaoyue said, "No need. Xingyu and I ate together in the morning."

He curled up his knuckles, still trying to be as calm as possible: "Then do you want something to drink? I'll get it for you. Is coffee okay? I just learned how to hook flowers these days..."

Jiang Qiaoyue interrupted his deliberate ignorance:

"Zeng Xingyu and I have reunited. Therefore, it is inconvenient for you to stay with me."

Zhao Menglou's long eyelashes moved fiercely, but he still clenched his fists as hard as possible: "So fast? It's only been one night."

"You should be very clear that he and I are not only tonight, I have had a relationship with him for a long time. It was only tonight that I found out that we have been thinking about each other all these years. Zhao Menglou, I am very grateful for your concern, But I really only have him in my heart. I now understand that I have been waiting for him all these years, so I am wandering."

He suppressed the wavering in his heart: "Then what are you doing to me? Really, you have no feelings at all?"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Qiaoyue stood up and looked around the room: "I'll book a plane ticket for you, tonight at the latest, you can go back.""

Seeing that she was about to go out, Zhao Menglou stepped over and turned around to block the door.

Jiang Qiaoyue said calmly: "Zhao Menglou, don't be childish, get out of the way."

This childish sentence aroused his long-standing anger, he pushed her shoulders against the wall, bent his head and neck, and pressed her lips hard.

This kiss was filled with his anger and unwillingness, mixed with panting:

"I won't leave, and I won't let you reunite with him!"

She pushed him away heavily, ignoring his remaining breath, and threw a slap on his face.

There was a "snap" without mercy.

A slap print appeared on his handsome face, and it immediately became red and swollen.

The teeth accidentally bit the tip of the tongue, the mouth was salty, and a mouthful of blood came out.

The pain in the heart was worse than the pain in the face and mouth.

When Jiang Qiaoyue saw him spit out a mouthful of blood, her heart skipped a beat, but it was only for a brief moment, and she immediately gave a cold look:

"Zhao Menglou, why do you always like to use this method to gain sympathy?"

"I admit that I was moved by the fact that you committed suicide twice for me, but now it seems that you are really naive. Compared with Xingyu, you are not at the same level at all."

"If you want to have a good impression in my heart, please leave now."

As he spoke, he opened the door and walked out of the small room.

Zhao Menglou rushed out: "Qiaoqiao."

He easily chased after her, reaching out to grab her arm.

But he saw a familiar figure that he had just seen last night entered the cafe at some time, and upon seeing it, he strode over, blocking Jiang Qiaoyue behind:

"Mr. Zhao, please stop in moderation. This is not your territory. It's time to go now."

Jiang Qiaoyue skillfully took the man's arm and hid behind him.

When Zhao Menglou saw that Zeng Xingyu came here together, and seeing Jiang Qiaoyue hugging him affectionately, his heart exploded: "Why are you here?"

Zeng Xingyu paused every word: "I was afraid that you would continue pestering Qiaoqiao, so I didn't feel at ease, so I came back with her this morning. She told me about her relationship with you last night, and she also said that she didn't want you to stay here any longer. If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

When Zhao Menglou heard the word 'last night', his dark eyes stared at him, almost bursting into flames, then he rushed over, bypassing Jiang Qiaoyue, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up high:

"What did you do last night?"

The height and body shape of the two are almost the same, Zhao Menglou is a little taller by two or three centimeters.

It's just that Zeng Xingyu's literati character is too gentlemanly, far from Zhao Menglou's rascal, arrogant and unreasonable, he was forced into a corner, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

But seeing Jiang Qiaoyue rushing over: "Zhao Menglou, we have done whatever you want!"

Zhao Menglou's fingers tugging on the man's collar trembled and let go.