The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Everyone could see that Ning Yuetong only supported Ning Qingrong because of the pressure from everyone. Only Ning Qingrong, this pretentious hypocrite, thought Ning Yuetong was perfect just because she was praised by him... "Miss Huo is here too?" Her eyes swept across the room's low-key yet luxurious decoration and the dressing table in front of Gu Weimian.
Everyone could see that Ning Yuetong only supported Ning Qingrong because of the pressure from everyone.
She never meant it.
Only Ning Qingrong, this pretentious hypocrite, thought Ning Yuetong was perfect just because she was praised by him...
For two people, the pot should be matched with the lid.
Don't look down on anyone.
It would be best if these two were paired up like this.
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Gu Weimian had no idea what was happening in this winery on the outskirts of Yanjing.
She seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. She wanted to open her eyes, but she had no strength, and the back of her neck was aching.
She clenched her fingers slightly, trying to wake herself up.
After a few seconds, Gu Weimian suddenly sat up from the bed.
Looking at the unfamiliar room in front of her with a retro Chinese style, cold sweat quickly broke out on her back.
Gu Weimian wanted to get out of bed.
The soft mattress turned into a giant spider's nest, trapping her in the middle of the bed.
She used her hands and feet, and accidentally fell off the bed.
There was a muffled "bang" sound.
Gu Weimian felt a sharp pain in his back, took a deep breath, and almost staggered to his feet.
Walked to the dressing table in the room.
With a squeak.
The door of the room was pushed open with a very slight sound.
Gu Weimian looked at the innocent face of Huo Weizhen in the mirror, his eyelids trembling.
No looking back.
She is back again.
She thought that only living in the Huo residence would cause such a dream...
But now it seems that it is not the case at all...
What exactly causes such dreams?
What made her even more frightened was what Huo Yan said before she fainted when she was Huo Weizhen.
"No one knew about the clinic explosion, and no one knew that... Ao Qijun was there at that time."
Gu Weimian clenched his hands.
She seemed...exposed.
Her body was stiff.
Behind him, a deep male voice sounded.
"Ms. Gu..."
Gu Weiman's body stiffened.
Gu Weimian...not Miss Huo...
Her mind went blank as she subconsciously thought of a strategy to deal with the situation.
A clear girl's voice also rang out behind her, saying tenderly,
"Butler Lin, aren't you going with us?"
Gu Weimian was stunned for a moment.
She turned her head quickly.
At the door of the bedroom, Lin Zhiyun's father, Old Butler Lin, stood on one side with a smile on his face and slightly bent over.
Next to him stood a pretty young girl.
Gu Weimian felt that the face looked familiar, and took a closer look...
It was the first time I came to Nanshan and was detained in that small room with a group of girls, among whom the girl in the red dress had very special behavior.
Today she was no longer wearing the red dress, but a very retro black Hanfu.
Through different generations, vermilion became the supreme color of the Chinese nation. In the Han Dynasty, black was still the supreme color in China, and people had to wear black Hanfu on many formal occasions.
This pure black Hanfu with cloud patterns embroidered on it is a bit too majestic, making the girl look a bit too petite and her temperament too weak.
She seemed to feel Gu Weiman's gaze, straightened her back slightly, and looked at Gu Weiman with disgust.
"Miss Huo is here too?"
Her eyes swept across the room's low-key yet luxurious decoration and the dressing table in front of Gu Weimian.