The national prince charming took first place again

Chapter 371: Chapter 371: Ling Jue, I think I'm going to die

Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

Xiao Yue took off his coat and covered the person on the ground. He picked him up and did not forget to tell Ling Jue behind him, "He has food poisoning. I'll take him to the hospital first. You guys can continue eating." 2

Ling Jue nodded lightly, not surprised at all.

"Lord Jue, what's going on?" Lu Yilie tugged at his sleeve and asked curiously, "Is it that cup of wine from before?" 2

He did not believe in food poisoning. It must be something that Xiao Yue said in order to save their instructor's face. 2

Ling Jue raised an eyebrow. "Who am I supposed to ask?" 2

"…" Lu Yilie pursed his lips. What else could he say? 2

Tang Yuan covered its mouth and chuckled. Lu Yilie was really stupid. Haha, he definitely would not say anything if he asked Lord Jue now. 2

When everyone left, Lu Yilie went to pay the bill, but Yao Zhang still had to pay for the reimbursement.

If it were anyone else, Yao Zhang might not have given it to them, but he did not dare not give it to Lu Yilie.

When she returned to the dormitory, Ling Jue was in a daze in her room.

It was a rare moment of silence… 2

"I've missed you a hundred times…" 2

Ling Jue reached out for her phone and raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?" 2

"Come to the school gate quickly. I'll wait for you here. Du, du, du…" 2

Ling Jue looked at the caller ID. [Crazy Master]! 2

She got out of bed and stretched. She glanced at Tang Yuan, who was sleeping on the pillow, and walked out of the door quietly.

Mu Chen was playing games outside, enjoying himself with his headphones on.

"Are you going out?" 2

"Yes." 2

He asked Ling Jue without turning his head, and Ling Jue responded with a simple 'yes'. 2

Then, there was no more conversation. The sound of the door being opened was turned off again.

…

The summer wind blew the humidity of the sea.

Yunhai province was a coastal city to begin with, and it was also one of the most luxurious cities in the Yun nation.

Ling Jue walked under the lights, and her shadow was elongated in the summer night.

She walked along a tree-lined path. When she passed by the playground, many people were playing basketball inside, splashing their sweat and youth.

On a small chair with dim lights, a couple was sitting there, kissing each other softly. 2

Ling Jue smiled when she saw this. This was the first time she had seen something like this.

She suddenly felt that it was quite interesting. A normal life was real.

When she walked to the door, the security guards were standing guard.

"Ling Jue, over here." At that moment, a man in black stood at the door. He was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and waved at Ling Jue desperately. 2

Then, the security guards opened the door for Ling Jue respectfully.

Ling Jue walked out and glanced at the man in black short-sleeved shirt. "Where's your master?" 2

"This way." He pointed at a Rolls-Royce Phantom 8 not far away. 2

Ling Jue raised her eyebrows. Wasn't this the car whose tires were punctured by her? 2

What was happening tonight? Did he call for help to ask for money? 2

She walked over and the car door opened immediately. She saw a person lying on a flat chair. His white shirt was wide open, and his chest was wrapped with a few circles of gauze. There were even some traces of blood. His face was so pale that it was pitiful. It could be said that he was in a terrible state. 2

Ling Jue stood at the car door and looked at him with her arms crossed over her chest. "What's the matter?" 2

Her voice was cold and distant, without the slightest hint of heartache.

"Ahem… Ling Jue, I think I'm going to die…" Feng Yulin coughed a few times from inside the car, and his voice sounded a little pitiful… 2

Ling Jue nodded. "Okay." 2

It sounded like she was saying, 'I understand. You can leave now.' 2

Feng Yulin extended his hand at him. "Are you going to watch me die like this?" 2

Ling Jue took two steps back and said indifferently, "You should be looking for a doctor, not me." 2