After her substitute disappeared, the CEO went crazy

It wasn't until Ling Yuzheng walked away that the surrounding students began to chatter.

"Who is this person? He's so handsome!"

"Even the dean respects him so much, he must be a big man."

"But he looks so young. I announce that I am no longer a fan of Senior Su Zefan. I want to follow this handsome guy."

"I really envy that girl. If I can be hugged by a princess by a handsome guy of this level, I will be able to throw me a few more times."

"..."

Shen Weiqing was in the crowd, listening to the cheerful discussions of the girls beside her, her eyes kept on watching Ling Yuzheng's tall and stalwart figure, but getting farther and farther away, until his figure disappeared from sight.

Shen Weiqing's eyes darkened, she lowered her head silently, with mixed emotions in her heart.

Perhaps, this short few minutes heralded the end of himself and Ling Yuzheng?

This has long been foreseen, doomed to a tragic ending.

No, it was Shen Weiqing's own tragedy. To Ling Yuzheng, it was just a game.

Ling Yuzheng is so perfect, with a rich family background, a beautiful face, an impeccable figure, and even a beautiful voice.

He is like the most perfect handicraft created by God, and he is destined to stand at the most conspicuous top.

As for himself, he was as small as a duckweed in the sea, and he had to do his best just to live and become an ordinary person.

It just happened to have a face somewhat similar to his first love, which aroused his pity.

"Shen Weiqing!"

A piercing roar came from her ear, Shen Weiqing frowned in boredom, but she didn't want to pay attention to it, she knew that it was Zhao Mengmeng's voice.

She didn't get angry when Ling Yuzheng was around, but it doesn't mean that Zhao Mengmeng can bear it.

However, according to Zhao Mengmeng's personality, she could bear to wait for Ling Yuzheng to leave before getting angry, which shows that Ling Yuzheng still holds a relatively heavy weight in her heart.

"I'm talking to you, did you hear me!"

Seeing that Shen Weiqing ignored her, Zhao Mengmeng became even angrier, stretched out her hand and grabbed Shen Weiqing's arm and shouted.

"let me go."

Zhao Mengmeng's strength was very strong, and Shen Weiqing was in pain when she was pinched, she threw Zhao Mengmeng away with all her strength, and said while holding back her anger.

"It's really time for you to fall."

Seeing Shen Weiqing like this, Zhao Mengmeng was even more furious. She folded her hands on her chest, looked down at Shen Weiqing, and her tone was full of irony and contempt that could not be concealed.

The more Zhao Mengmeng thought about it, the more angry she became. On the stage just now, she saw that everyone's eyes were not on her side, so she pretended to pass by while Shen Weiqing was buried in her head, and pushed her.

Originally, he wanted to make Shen Weiqing make a fool of himself, but unexpectedly, she took advantage of her. He has never been hugged by a princess as close as Ling Yuzheng!

God knows, when she rushed over just now and saw Shen Weiqing, so pitiful, nestled in Ling Yuzheng's arms.

She wished she could rush forward, pull Shen Weiqing out of Ling Yuzheng's arms, peel off her skin, and drink her blood.

"What? Are you so short of men at such a young age? Su Zefan doesn't like you, and now he has changed his target?"

Shen Weiqing's calm angered Zhao Mengmeng, she continued to mock.

Since the last Xuezang incident, Su Zefan's career has been developing like a raging fire, and he has already become a first-line trafficker.

In addition, Su Zefan did not show up at school during this period, so Zhao Mengmeng naturally thought that it was Su Zefan who abandoned Shen Weiqing after he became popular.

Hearing Zhao Mengmeng mentioning Su Zefan, Shen Weiqing was stunned for a moment, she looked around, fortunately, the classmates who had been watching just now had dispersed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there were only the two of them here.

Shen Weiqing didn't want to affect Su Zefan any more because of herself.

But in Zhao Mengmeng's eyes, her action was a guilty conscience after being poked at the center.

"It seems that you were really dumped by others."

Zhao Mengmeng sneered, and squinted at her.

Shen Weiqing knew that Zhao Mengmeng was mean and her words were harsh, but she didn't want to entangle her here, so she lowered her head, took a deep breath, and prepared to end the verbal dispute.

When she was about to look up, she saw the shoes under Zhao Mengmeng's clothes, and her expression changed.

In Shen Weiqing's mind, the scene before she fell from the stage just now appeared, and the last thing she saw was this pair of shoes.

"Thank you, Zhao Mengmeng."

Shen Weiqing raised her head suddenly, a big smile bloomed on her face, she opened her beautiful almond eyes, and looked straight at Zhao Mengmeng.

"Thank you...thank me? Shen Weiqing, have you lost your mind?"

Zhao Mengmeng was still baring her teeth and claws with contempt, but she was stunned on the spot by Shen Weiqing's thank you for no reason.

"Of course I would like to thank you."

Shen Weiqing said with a smile again.

"If it weren't for you, how could I fall off the stage, and I wouldn't just be caught by that person just now. He looks really handsome, and his arms are so warm!"

Shen Weiqing looked directly into Zhao Mengmeng's eyes and smiled harmlessly, but every word she uttered made Zhao Mengmeng go crazy.

Seeing Zhao Mengmeng's face getting darker and darker, and her trembling hands in anger, Shen Weiqing had an inexplicable pleasure of revenge.

After finishing speaking, Shen Weiqing ignored Zhao Mengmeng, bypassed her who was trembling with anger, and walked directly to the auditorium.

In fact, according to Shen Weiqing's personality, she would disdain to argue with Zhao Mengmeng, but when she saw Zhao Mengmeng's shoes just now, she thought that she couldn't tolerate her so much.

Inexplicably, he wanted to do something to avenge her, to vent the grievances he and his mother had suffered over the years.

Doesn't she, Zhao Mengmeng, like Ling Yuzheng?

Thinking of how close she and Ling Yuzheng used to be, much closer than her, Zhao Mengmeng, Shen Weiqing had an inexplicable feeling that she had won.

Seeing Zhao Mengmeng's maddened look, Shen Weiqing felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart, but it was quickly replaced by a touch of sadness that followed.

Because she can anger Zhao Mengmeng once in this way, but it doesn't mean she can do it forever.

She and Ling Yuzheng could only pretend that they didn't know each other in public, while Zhao Mengmeng could call his name affectionately, care about him in full view, and lean on Ling Yuzheng's arms like a bird.

"I warn you, Shen Weiqing, stay away from my fiancé!"

Zhao Mengmeng sneered suddenly, and said to Shen Weiqing's back.

Shen Weiqing was startled, turned around and looked at her suspiciously.

Zhao Mengmeng had calmed down, she walked to Shen Weiqing's side, looked at her arrogantly, pointed at Shen Weiqing's shoulder, and said word by word.

"Ling Yuzheng is my fiancé. We will get married sooner or later. This is what his family has agreed to, so you have to climb high and find someone else."