Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

Zhang Shuangjiang was still wondering why Meng Qingning's attitude towards Nanyan suddenly changed.

Hearing this, I also realized something belatedly.

She has always liked Meng Qingning, and the fact that she slipped her tongue before made her feel guilty, so she can't wait to show it right now.

"That's right, I used to think there were only scumbags, but I didn't expect there to be scumbags."

Nanyan: "..."

Meng Qingning glanced at Zhang Shuangjiang and smiled inwardly.

His mind was still spinning quite quickly, and Zhang Shuangjiang was indeed on his side.

It's not because of anything else, just because she likes Ah Ping, Meng Qingning feels that it is unlikely that she will tell others about herself.

But that Jiang Wanling...

Meng Qingning suppressed the emotion in her eyes and remained calm.

Zhang Shuangjiang and Meng Qingning sang a harmony that almost made everyone's eyes turn to this side.

Nan Yan blushed.

"No, no, it's not what you think. I just forgot it today. I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Meng Qingning shook her head: "It's not important to forget."

Zhang Shuangjiang also echoed: "That's right, it's not important to forget."

Nanyan: "..."

"Go, don't play with her."

Zhang Shuangjiang dragged Meng Qingning away, and only found Jiang Wanling was still standing in the middle of the walk, so he turned back and dragged Jiang Wanling away together.

Nan Yan stood where she was, watching the three leave, feeling so angry that she wanted to smoke.

But soon she figured it out again, it's fine to leave, just treat it as if she didn't know her from now on.

Her own affairs were settled, and she also breathed a sigh of relief.

I hope I can live in peace in the future.

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When Murong Yuan found out that Meng Qingning had come today, his unattractive face changed a bit.

After the class was over, Murong Yuan said to Meng Qingning: "Private classes can resume."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Has your dance studio been rebuilt?"

"En." Murong Yuan nodded: "It's no problem, now I open the windows every day to let the smell out, you can practice for a few hours, it's no problem."

"Okay, let's go after class."

Murong Yuan glanced at her, his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

"Teacher Murong?" Meng Qingning saw that he seemed to have something to say to herself, so she expressed doubts.

In the end, Murong Yuan still pursed his thin lips, just staring at her without opening his mouth.

"What do you want to tell me?" She had to ask herself.

In the end, Murong Yuan remained silent for a long time, and finally just patted her on the head: "It's nothing, just practice hard."

Although he was angry with Dai Ning that day, after calming down, he also thought deeply because of Dai Ning's words.

He himself didn't have such thoughts. After all, in his eyes, Meng Qingning's outstanding talent naturally couldn't be buried, but Dai Ning would think so...

Does it mean that others see it that way?
Meng Qingning felt that Murong Yuan was very strange today. He obviously wanted to tell him something, but he didn't say a word.

But he didn't say anything, and he didn't bother to ask.

After Murong Yuan left, she saw Nan Yan sitting in the corner.

She was holding a glass of water to drink, and was quietly looking at Meng Qingning.

So Meng Qingning glanced over, and Nan Yan instantly avoided her gaze with guilt.

He didn't dare to look at her at all, as if the mouse had seen the cat.

Ah oh.

Meng Qingning was very satisfied with this situation.

In the past, she felt that her status was miserable and wanted to harm her, but now that she has finally obtained a good life and has shoes to wear, she knows how to be afraid.

If this revenge is not avenged, when will it be?

With a smile on the corner of Meng Qingning's lips, she walked slowly towards Nanyan.

When she saw her approaching, Nan Yan's eyes flashed with fear.

What is she doing here again?
Just thinking about it, Meng Qingning sat down beside her and extended an invitation: "After class, let's have dinner together?"

"Ah?" Nan Yan looked at Meng Qingning, puzzled at her: "Go to dinner together?"

"Yes." Meng Qingning smiled slightly: "I invite you."

Nanyan: "..."

She stared blankly at Meng Qingning in front of her. For some reason, when she said she was inviting herself to dinner, she could almost imagine a terrifying scene, that was Meng Qingning poisoning her food.

She... Does she already know about her taking away the ashes?
Otherwise, she was still indifferent to her before, why did she suddenly invite her to dinner now?

Thinking of this, Nan Yan swallowed.

"Why, can't you even have a meal together?"

"No, no, why can't it work?" Nan Yan nodded with a difficult smile: "Of course it can."

"That's good, I'll wait for you after class."

After Meng Qingning left, Nan Yan's heart fluttered.

I can't figure it out, no matter how I think about it, I can't figure it out, unless she knows her secret, but how could she know her secret?
Such a thing, how could it be impossible to think of it?
What if she discovered her secret?
She managed to have a good life, is she going to be beaten back to her original shape?
No, no.

She never wants to go back to the previous state where everyone shouted and beat her, and she doesn't want to go back to prison.

So because of Meng Qingning's invitation, Nanyan's heart became flustered again, and she made mistakes several times in class.

Murong Yuan frowned: "Student Nanyan, what's the matter today? You made so many mistakes, are you still a novice?"

As soon as his words came out, everyone looked at Nanyan.

Some supporters of Nanyan looked at her with doubts and concerns, while those who hated Nanyan looked at her with disgust, "What is she doing? So many mistakes, and you still want to participate in the competition?"

"In such a situation, even if you go to the arena, you are going to lose face, right?"

"Some people have nothing but the ability to win people's hearts, and they probably know that they are useless, so they win people's hearts as soon as they come, right?"

"I didn't like Meng Qingning before, but compared with this person, I suddenly felt that Meng Qingning was okay. Although he was high-profile when he entered the school, he brought only things for his own use, and he didn't deliberately want to go to school. To please anyone, and up to now, they have not made many mistakes, and the dance is really good."

"No way? Don't you know? Powerful people never do things that win people's hearts, okay?"

Everyone began to cast aside Nanyan.

Listening to the discussions around her, Nan Yan bit her lower lip, clenched her hands hanging on both sides into fists, and her nails went deep into the unhealed wound.

"Okay." Murong Yuan interrupted everyone's discussion lightly: "I asked you to learn to dance, not for you to discuss. She made a mistake and thought you didn't? Why, everyone thinks that they dance better than others good?"

As a teacher, from a teacher's point of view, Murong Yuan naturally didn't want his students to become a bunch of talkative people who only know how to talk about others.