After Mo Yurou said this, Yu Jingzhou had also regained some rationality. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he wanted to teach the two women in front of him a lesson, but he knew in his heart that he could not move, and he did not seem to understand the whole truth of yesterday.

Seeing that Yu Jingzhou was not quarreling like a mad dog, Mo Yurou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Yu, I still said the same thing as before. Xiao Zichen and I were innocent and had no personal affair. Instead, Miss Jiang repeatedly asked me to trouble me and asked you to go back and bring her a message. It angered me, but the consequences were not something she could bear."

After saying that, Mo Yurou pulled Zhao Keer into the building.

Zhao Keer also wanted to repair Yu Jingzhou, and walked reluctantly, but when he entered the corridor, Zhao Keer raised a provocative middle finger to Yu Jingzhou.

Yu Jingzhou was going to seek justice for Jiang Moyao, but he didn't expect that he would be disappointed when he came over and felt unwilling to accept it. He kicked the corner of his clothes on Mo Yurou's car tires, and finally got into the car with anger on his face and roared away.

In the elevator, Zhao Keer said with a gossip.

"What's going on in Yu Jingzhou? Does Xiao Zichen know about the woman who likes his friends? Jiang Moyao, no, she must know, otherwise why would she run to Yu Jingzhou to complain."

"This woman Jiang Moyao is really disgusting. It is obvious that she treats Yu Jingzhou as a spare tire. You said that the second young master of the Yu family is one of the fourth young masters in Luocheng. Why was she stupidly used by that woman as a gun?"

"Yu Rou, what do you think about Xiao Zichen? I know that his brother likes his women. Does he have no idea?"

"Yu Rou, why don't you speak?"

In the elevator, only Zhao Ke'er's chirping sound was heard. Mo Yurou looked at Zhao Ke'er speechlessly and said something.

"Miss Zhao, have you given me a chance to speak?"

"Haha, sorry, then you say it, I'll listen."

"Their affairs have nothing to do with me."

Mo Yurou said these eight words directly, and the elevator arrived and she walked out.

"Hey, Yurou, you just answered like this! It's so boring. Tell me quickly, what's going on between them?"

Zhao Keer was too curious, or she couldn't understand that people with Xiao Zichen and Yu Jingzhou would fall in love with women like Jiang Moyao with different opinions. Jiang Moyao was a green tea bitch and a white lotus. Are these men blind?

"Miss Zhao, I went to the UK a year ago. What do you think I can know? OK, why do you care so much about other people's affairs?"

Mo Yurou said while opening the door. Suddenly, her expression changed, she looked at Zhao Keer slightly seriously and said.

"By the way, don't look for Jiang Moyao in the future. That woman is not worth our attention."

"Okay, as long as she doesn't come to provoke you, otherwise my sister will not be able to help my hands."

Zhao Keer didn't listen to Mo Yurou's words at all.

After hearing Zhao Keer's words, Mo Yurou was also helpless, but this was because Zhao Keer cared about her, so in the end, she did not mention this matter again.

In the evening, at Mo Yurou's residence, Zhao Keer was seen running out of the room in a breeze, shouting while wearing earrings.

"Yu Rou, hurry up, you're going to be late."

"Here, come, let you adjust the alarm, but you don't listen. Now it's time."

It was already ten minutes late at this time. According to their classmate reunion, compared to Zhao Keer's hurry, Mo Yurou was calm and composed.

Zhao Keer said while changing his shoes.

"I didn't know that I could fall asleep even when I read the book. If it weren't for Zhuang Junze's phone call, we wouldn't know when we would sleep."

As soon as the two women came back, Mo Yurou went to bed and took a nap. Zhao Keer took the book and said it would wake Mo Yurou up. Unexpectedly, Zhao Keer fell asleep after reading it within ten minutes.

"Miss Cole, don't worry, be careful when driving on the road."

Wu Ma stood at the door, looking at Zhao Keer who was anxious and reminded her with some concern.

"I understand, Ma Wu, we're leaving."

After saying that, the two of them left the door.

It was already half past six when Mo Yurou and Zhao Keer arrived at the party point. After parking the car, they just walked to the door and walked towards him with a handsome man with a tall figure.

"Kel, Yurou, you finally arrived, everyone is waiting for you."

"Junze, sorry, we are late."

Zhao Keer walked over with a familiar look, but Mo Yurou was a little unfamiliar.

"Zhuang Junze, I didn't expect you to change so much."

In Mo Yurou's impression, Zhuang Junze is not tall, wearing a pair of glasses and shaving a small flat roof, which is not ugly. It is the type of person who can't find someone if you throw it into the crowd.

But the person in front of him was 1.85 meters tall, although he was wearing a coat, his muscles were clear, his original myopic glasses were gone, his thick ink sword eyebrows, his apricot eyes were deep and vivid, and his short hair was clean and neat, so he could be regarded as a handsome guy. His every move was full of cultivation, and he was gentlemanly and polite.

Zhuang Junze looked at Mo Yurou with a smile, not feeling unfamiliar. He also stretched out his arms enthusiastically and gave Mo Yurou a gentlemanly hug.

"Mo Yurou, it's been a long time since I saw you, and you're getting more and more beautiful."

"Zhuang Junze, you haven't seen each other for a few years, and you have become sweet-mouthed."

The man in my memory is not talkative and very withdrawn, but he plays well with Zhao Keer, but he seems to have nothing to talk to Mo Yurou. When the three of them go out, they basically liven up the atmosphere of Zhao Keer, and Zhuang Junze is the quietest person between them.

"Okay, okay, is it necessary to be so unfamiliar? You can even shout with names and surnames. Just call them the same as before."

Zhao Keer, who was standing by, saw that the two of them were too polite and couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked over directly. The relationship between the three of them was not so strange before.

"Hi, Kerr, I'm not so close because I haven't seen each other for a few years, so I'm afraid that Yurou is not used to it."

Zhuang Junze said in accordance with Zhao Keer's words.

Mo Yurou smiled slightly and replied.

"Then listen to Cole."

"Fake serious."

This was said by Zhao Keer. Obviously, Zhuang Junze is not like this in front of Zhao Keer.

Afterwards, the three of them entered the hotel.

This is a century-old restaurant in Luocheng, Xiangmange. It is said that the chef's cooking skills are passed down from generation to generation, and many cooking techniques are their exclusive secret recipes.

In addition to the amazing taste of the dishes in Xiangmange, there is another thing that is that the prices are fair. Of course, there are dishes here that cost tens of thousands of dollars, but ordinary people can accept normal home-cooked dishes. This is also one of the reasons why Xiangmange is crowded with people.

Walking into Xiangman Pavilion, the first floor is a public dining area, and there is no place inside this spot.

Zhuang Junze took Mo Yurou and Zhao Keer directly into the elevator and went to the third floor. There were all private rooms that needed to be booked in advance. The private rooms for this class reunion were at the end of the aisle on this floor. It was the largest room on this floor. It could place three or four round tables, and there was a small terrace outside the private room.

“Are there many people coming?”

When he quickly entered the private room, Mo Yurou asked casually.

"All of them are here, and there are still a few of them who bring their boyfriends and girlfriends. Why are you nervous?"

Zhuang Junze stood beside Mo Yurou, as if he could sense Mo Yurou's crampage.

Mo Yurou smiled faintly and did not deny it.

In the past, Mo Yurou was also a person who liked to be lively. She liked to go to nightclubs and attended various parties.

But over the past year, she has liked a quiet life and has hardly attended banquets with more than twenty people. In addition, after graduating from high school, Mo Yurou had almost never met these classmates, and she couldn't even remember her names, so she was a little nervous.

"It's okay, with me and Kerr here, just come and have a meal and leave after eating."

Zhuang Junze comforted him considerately, and patted Mo Yurou on the shoulder. Mo Yurou thought about it carefully, so too.

At this time, a man came out of the elevator not far behind them. It was Luo Mingxuan. Looking from him, it was as if Mo Yurou was hugged by Zhuang Junze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Mo Yurou?"

At this time, Luo Mingxuan's cell phone rang and he picked it up.

"It's already here, come here."

After saying that, Luo Mingxuan looked at Mo Yurou again, but only saw Mo Yurou's back, and then blocked his sight from the door of the box. Then, Luo Mingxuan also went to the private room he booked early in the morning.

In the private room, Xiao Zichen sat alone, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with his legs raised, and holding a cigarette that was about to finish smoking in his hand. As soon as Luo Mingxuan entered, he was choked by the smell of the cigarette inside and almost coughed out.

"What's going on? I haven't seen you smoke in a long time."

Luo Mingxuan walked to the window, opened the window for ventilation, and then sat down next to Xiao Zichen.

Xiao Zichen looked down at the cigarette butt in his hand, threw it directly into the ashtray, and asked.

"Where is Yu Sheng?"

"On the road, there was a bit of a traffic jam, so let's order the dishes first."

As he said that, Luo Mingxuan took the menu beside him, suddenly raised his head and said something.

"Are you guessing who I saw just now?"

"I don't want to guess."

Xiao Zichen is not in the mood to play this boring guessing game.

Luo Mingxuan was bored and looked at Xiao Zichen. He was in a low mood. He probably encountered something. After that, Luo Mingxuan said quietly.

"Mo Yurou, I just saw Mo Yurou."

When Luo Mingxuan spoke, he kept staring at Xiao Zichen's expression.

When Xiao Zichen heard Mo Yurou's name, his eyes were slightly brighter, but they were fleeting.

Luo Mingxuan didn't see the expression he wanted to see, so he smiled jokingly, and then said again.

"I saw a man holding him."

As soon as these words were said, Xiao Zichen's face finally changed, and there was a hint of curiosity, nervousness, or anger on his originally indifferent face.

Xiao Zichen suddenly sat up, looked up, looked at Luo Mingxuan, and asked with a little anxious tone.

“Where?”

Seeing Xiao Zichen's reaction, Luo Mingxuan smiled slightly and said.

"It's on this floor, the private room at the end of the aisle. What do you think about Mo Yurou and that man? He has a very close behavior anyway, and neither Yu Sheng nor Mo Yurou seems to be so close."
Chapter completed!