Chapter 212: Chapter 176: If I Say This is a Misunderstanding, Would You Believe ? _2 Chapter 212: Chapter 176: If I Say This is a Misunderstanding, Would You Believe ? _2 Ye Lanzi had just turned and was changing her position when her gaze swept around, and her body suddenly stopped.
Like her, seeing Zhao Rong with Fan Yushu… there was also Lingfei, who had been paying attention to the people entering.
The eyes of the two won were both cast in that direction.
Not far off.
Zhao Rong’s footsteps faltered.
The expression he had been sharing with Fan Yushu a second ago, joking and laughing, froze the mont he saw the two won.
Fan Yushu, who was still turning to talk to him, paused upon seeing this and followed Zhao Rong’s gaze.
The first expression he saw on Ye Lanzi was delight, but then his eyelids suddenly twitched.
For… Zhao Rong was right beside him.
The next second, a very life-aware Fan Yushu naturally turned around and quickly walked away from Zhao Rong, tossing over his shoulder, “Ziyu, it’s good that Lanzi is here, you go and explain. Don’t let her know that I know about this.”
Zhao Rong’s mouth twitched as he saw his friend flee as if running for his life. He really wanted to chase after him and also pretend nothing was wrong and leave, but… both Qing Jun and Ye Lanzi were staring at him at the mont.
How could he fool them?
Zhao Rong gritted his teeth and continued to bravely walk forward, his heart rising to his throat, but he soon breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Because, although these two won seed to have conspired to co and “block his path” today for so reason, their expressions did not seem like the worst-case scenario Zhao Rong had imagined.
The look on Qing Jun’s face didn’t appear as if she had misunderstood him and was angry after knowing about the matter. When she saw him, she might have thought of sothing and seed sowhat shy. She glanced at Zhao Rong with good-natured eyes, then hurriedly turned her head away, not looking at him anymore.
Zhao Rong let out a breath softly.
However, Miss Ye, whom he had only t once before, had an expression that was hard to read.
Soon after, Zhao Rong was slightly startled because Ye Lanzi suddenly put down her book and walked straight toward him.
Ye Lanzi approached Zhao Rong and gazed at him with a complex expression.
Zhao Rong stopped walking, inwardly groaning because from the corner of his eye, he spotted Lingfei turning her head again, just in ti to see this scene. Her gaze then circulated between him and Ye Lanzi, her eyebrows gradually knitting together.
Ye Lanzi had just gathered her thoughts to speak when Zhao Rong beat her to it.
“Ahem, Miss Ye, let’s talk off to the side. Let’s not block the way here.” His tone was sincere.
Ye Lanzi pondered for a mont and nodded.
Leading the way, Zhao Rong walked to the side. However, he did not dare to take Ye Lanzi out of Lingfei’s view; instead, they moved to a spot slightly farther away where the lady probably could not hear their conversation.
Lingfei scrutinized them carefully for a while, her gaze turning skeptical. Seeing Zhao Rong walking away with her junior sister, she instinctively stood up wanting to follow, but halfway up, she stopped and sat back down, her frown loosening. She slightly pursed her lips and stared at the two figures in the distance, wondering sothing as she fixed her gaze steadily on them.
However, Lingfei’s face bore no extra expression; to outsiders, it appeared as if she wasn’t too concerned.
But even Lingfei herself hadn’t noticed that her hand, normally resting lightly on her abdon, was now tightly clutching her dress, the pressure points turning her fingers bluish white.
In the distance.
The two stood still, with no one nearby to overhear.
Zhao Rong coughed and clenched his fist.
Ye Lanzi gently pressed her lips together and looked at Zhao Rong for a while before directly saying, “Hello, Mr. Zhao.”
Zhao Rong, feeling sowhat uneasy under her gaze, finally reached a point where he could no longer shy away and had to be clear, “Hello, Miss Ye.”
“That love letter… did you write it?”
Zhao Rong candidly nodded, “Yes, I wrote it, Miss Ye, let explain…”
Ye Lanzi suddenly interrupted, “Mr. Zhao, don’t say any more.”
Zhao Rong frowned, wanting to argue further.
Ye Lanzi looked him straight in the eye, her tone serious, “Your love letter was very well written, and it shows your literary talent is truly excellent… but, we really didn’t know each other before, we only t briefly once, and don’t really understand each other. So, that love letter was sowhat frivolous. You are indeed a good man, really, but please don’t make such jokes anymore.”
Zhao Rong started to panic at the beginning but slowly raised his eyebrows.
Ah, you’re a good man?
Is this… a friendzone card?
This doesn’t match what I expected. Miss Ye is quite interesting; my previous impression of her was sowhat one-sided…
Ye Lanzi quietly observed Zhao Rong’s expression, seeing that he didn’t seem to have any extre reactions, and she slightly relaxed.
Zhao Rong quickly nodded, “Alright, alright, that’s very good. However, Miss Ye, there are still so things I need to speak with you about…”
Ye Lanzi’s brows furrowed.
Zhao Rong spoke earnestly, “What I’m saying is it’s a misunderstanding, do you believe ?”
Ye Lanzi: “…”
She looked at Zhao Rong’s expression, which seed not to care about her rejection and rather seed to be explaining himself back to her.
Ye Lanzi understood; she didn’t want to hurt anyone’s last pride and strength, so she nodded in agreent, her tone gentle, “I believe you. So that’s it, it was a misunderstanding, now that it’s been cleared up, that’s good.”
Zhao Rong was speechless; I haven’t even detailed what the misunderstanding was all about yet, and you’ve already appeared to believe ? A bit too perfunctory— at least listen patiently to the explanation first, then pretend to ponder for a while, and then nod and say you believe…
However, with this type of outco, it’s considered past now. Being friendzoned is better than accidentally causing drama by hurting a classmate, incurring a pile of emotional debt and being misunderstood by Qing Jun, traumatically breaking the relationship—better this way.
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