Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Don’t Bother Again
“Stop gawking and do sothing!” Tong Mo was getting so impatient she wished she could take Luo ngng’s place and curse that girl to her face.
Just as the junior girl was about to shove the love letter into Gu Zhihan’s hands, ngng finally couldn’t take it anymore.
“Hey!”
“I won’t let you give that thing to him!”
ngng stepped forward, hands on her hips, glaring at the junior girl with full authority.
“Why not?” the junior girl finally noticed sothing was off, squinted her pretty eyes, and asked subconsciously, “What is your relationship with Gu Zhihan?”
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Perhaps it was a woman’s sixth sense, but she always felt that this girl might have a special relationship with Gu Zhihan.
“I’m his wife!” ngng declared her identity, defending her territory.
“Pfft…” Hearing this, the junior girl burst into laughter.
It wasn’t just her, her girlfriends behind her, as well as everyone else who heard, couldn’t help but laugh.
“What are you laughing at!” ngng was instantly indignant, repeating loudly again, “Gu Zhihan is my husband!”
“Have you two registered your marriage?”
Soone asked.
“No…” ngng thought for a mont, shook her head honestly, but then added, “But, mom and dad, and my godparents said, we’re still young, we can’t get married and register now, but we can when we grow up!”
“Pfft…”
She shouldn’t have ntioned it; her words only made everyone laugh harder.
What kind of era was this, with parents still arranging marriages?
“Gu Zhihan, I really do sympathize with you.” The junior girl couldn’t help but shake her head and sighed, finally putting the love letter away.
Since he already had an arranged wife, she wouldn’t pursue Gu Zhihan so brazenly and risk getting the label of a “mistress.”
“I do too.”
“So do we.”
Everyone chid in, giving Gu Zhihan pitying looks.
Who didn’t know about Luo ngng, who perennially occupied the last place in the grade rankings? How could they not feel sorry that a nearly genius boy like him had a hopelessly stupid wife?
It was like a fresh flower stuck on a pile of cow dung…
“Have you said enough!?”
Gu Zhihan couldn’t help but purse his thin lips, lifting his cold gaze, sweeping across the faces of the crowd, and spoke each word distinctly, “Who needs your sympathy!”
They were about to make him laugh to death; they only thought Luo ng was a fool, not knowing she was the only one who could make him happy.
Indeed, without Luo ngng, the “troubleso” presence in his world, he would have died of boredom.
“She…” Gu Zhihan’s gaze fell on ngng’s cheeks again; he walked over, took her small hand, and spoke in a cool yet resonant voice, “is indeed the wife my parents have arranged for . So, please refrain from actions like giving love letters in the future. I don’t want my future wife to misunderstand .”
These last two sentences were directed at the junior girl but also ant for the other girls.
He knew at least three-quarters of the girls in the school had a crush on him, but this affection was seriously disrupting his regular studies.
You see, every ti he had to throw away their love letters and gifts, it wasted ten seconds of his ti.
Although ten seconds might seem like a very short amount of ti, trivial even, but it adds up over ti. That’s no longer ten seconds but ten minutes, ten hours, or even more.
It’s too disruptive to his studies.
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