654: C654 I Don't like to Drag Things out

C654 I Don't like to Drag Things out

On this day, a certain university in A City was unusually lively.

Jiang Lingfeng finally took Ann Xueyan to their alma mater.

Ann Xueyan was very happy. Along the way, she would occasionally mention the memories of the two of them in the past.

Although Jiang Lingfeng was silent, his emotions were also affected by Ann Xueyan's narration.

The years of the students were the purest and most precious. No matter what aspect it was, it would become even more valuable with the passing of time.

Ann Xueyan looked at the university entrance that had already entered her eyes and sighed. " Sigh, I really want to go back to the past. If time can be reversed, I will definitely choose to go back. Maybe my life will be happier, maybe I will be a cute and obedient housewife... I'll take a husband and teach my son at home. "

Ann Xueyan turned her head to look at Jiang Lingfeng, her eyes filled with deep nostalgia and anticipation.

Jiang Lingfeng unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at the people coming and going in front of him. There was a serious look on his stern face.

"Xueyan, I will answer the question you asked me that night. I admit that you are the love I had when I was young. But from the moment you regarded me as your brother... My love for you ended just like that. You should know that I don't like to be sloppy when doing things, and I treat feelings the same way. So, there is no comparison between you and warmth. She is my current girlfriend. And she'll be the one I'm about to get married to. Xueyan, you are very outstanding. I wish you happiness again. "

A silent person would either not speak or hit the nail on the head. Every word was reasonable.

Jiang Lingfeng's words had caused Ann Xueyan's self-esteem to suffer a huge setback.

All along, she had been immersed in her self-righteous pride.

She always thought that as long as she turned around, no matter which man it was, they would welcome her with wild joy.

However, reality proved that she thought too much.

Jiang Lingfeng was not an ordinary man.

He did things cleanly. If he let go, he would let go. He would not drag things out.

She was just testing him, but he had already given her the answer.

Ann Xueyan's face turned black and white. She barely restrained herself from falling out with him.

Calming her mind, Ann Xueyan lightly laughed, "I understand. Lingfeng, can you not be serious? I was just thinking about it. You already said that I am an excellent woman. I don't need to eat grass to turn back."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lingfeng glanced at her and curled his lips slightly.

It was good that she could think this way.

He didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

The two of them got out of the car and entered the school.

The appearance of a handsome man and a beautiful woman instantly caused a wave of commotion.

Especially Ann Xueyan's group of brothers, who had been waiting for a long time, started to laugh and chat with the two of them.

"Ling Yun, Xueyan, you guys finally appeared. We are about to see through you guys."

"Yeah, our Xueyan's charm is so great that we can call you Big Young Master Jiang."

... ""

The people around them were teasing the two of them. Jiang Lingfeng remained silent, but the expression on his face was impatient.

Ann Xueyan knew that he did not like to be teased, so she waved her hand and surrounded the few people.

"Go, go, don't treat us like monkeys, okay? Let Lingfeng and I take a look at the school."2

"Okay, okay. We understand. We won't be lightbulbs."

... ""

They started to tease again. Ann Xueyan glared at them and scolded them with a smile. She took Jiang Lingfeng's arm and walked forward.

Jiang Lingfeng frowned. He originally wanted to break away from her hand that was holding onto him, but he was held even tighter by Ann Xueyan.

"Lingfeng, I don't have any other intentions. I treat you as my brother. Don't tell me you don't think that way? Your temperament has always been self-centered. Don't tell me you are afraid of rumors? "

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