Chapter 51 Poverty-stricken
Mu Nuanxin turned pale, not knowing why he was going crazy again, "I don't understand what you are saying..."
"You don't understand?" Loong Qingyue sneered suddenly, grabbed her slender arm, and strode towards the cloakroom.
Mu Nuanxin clenched the bath towel with one hand, almost being dragged over by him, staggered a few steps before she could keep up with him, and was thrown into the cloakroom by him.
"Mu Nuanxin, what did I tell you? Since you are so disobedient... It seems that I also need to reconsider whether to exonerate Mu Luozhong or not."
Mu Nuanxin froze, with her dark eyes staring at his handsome face full of anger, lowered her eyes silently, and then slowly walked out of the cloakroom.
Loong Qingyue narrowed his eyes dangerously, stared at her gloomily, then took a step back, and let her come out.
He wanted to know how she was going to explain it this time.
Mu Nuanxin came to the bedside table, took a deep breath, and then took out the worn-out backpack from inside, then slowly unzipped the bag and poured out the clothes inside. There were three or four pairs of white-washed jeans, two old T-shirts, two coats, two sets of conservative underwear, and two pairs of canvas shoes in plastic bags...
Here were all her belongings.
"I still have some books in the dormitory... These days, I've got things to do at home, and I haven't been back to school, so I haven't carried things here yet." She explained desolately, with an embarrassed expression of being exposed.
Loong Qingyue looked at the old clothes on the bed that were almost worn-out, with the black eyes narrowed, and his brows slightly furrowed. She was poverty-stricken. What had she been through over the past 10 years?
He walked slowly in front of her, and couldn't help but raise his fingers and lightly touch her bare thin shoulders. She took a step back tremblingly, distanced himself from him. His facial line tightened even more, and gaze became sullen.
"Go take a shower. We'll go out later." Said he expressionlessly, then turned around again and went into the cloakroom.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mu Nuanxin raised her head. Her eyes were slightly red. She turned around and silently put away the clothes, and then put the clothes scattered on the bed into her bag.
When she came out of the bathroom, Loong Qingyue was neatly dressed, with a white shirt and straight suit pants. With his hands in the side pockets, he leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window. In the bright light, he became sparkling. His exquisite and beautiful facial features were as noble as the Apollo god in Greek mythology, which made people a little lost.
Hearing the sound, Loong Qingyue turned his head and glanced at her lightly, then stood up straight and said, "Let's go."
After that, he stepped forward and walked outside.
"Where are we going?"
"..."
Loong Qingyue did not drive in person. When the two got off, the driver was already waiting at the door. Seeing the two come out, the driver immediately opened the car door and bowed his head respectfully.
Loong Qingyue bent down and got on the car first. Mu Nuanxin said thank you to the driver and got on the car too.
The driver closed the door, trotted back to the cab, and then drove the car slowly away from the apartment.
Sitting beside her, Loong Qingyue glanced at her side face from the corner of the eye. It was delicate and beautiful of her. Her facial profile was smooth, from her forehead, to the bridge to the nose, then to the tips. There were a few hairlines at the ears. She casually stretched out her hand and hooked it behind her ear, revealing the fair skin of her neck. This was a beautiful scene, like a still oil painting.