Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Chapter 741 Childhood Sweetheart Marries Her Brother in Revenge, Then Regrets It (19)

To fish for sea turtles, you need to go out to sea by boat.

Everyone was happily preparing to set off, so Lu Ting didn't get a chance to have a private chat with Mu Zhou.

He watched as Mu Zhou and Lu Chen sat together, and Mu Zhou even handed him his phone so he could take pictures of him.

She leaned against the ship's railing, posing and blatantly directing Lu Chen to take photos from which angle.

Lu Chen also squatted down to cooperate.

This scene pierced Lu Ting's heart with pain.

Clearly, all of these used to belong to him.

He clenched his fist silently.

Once they arrived at the small island, everyone dispersed and did their own thing.

Xiaolin nudged Muzhou with her elbow:

"Wow, even the aloof Lu Ting has become a resentful husband because of you."

Mu Zhou glanced sideways at Lu Ting, whose eyes were bloodshot, not far away, then looked away:

"He asked for it."

"By the way, you're just letting that secretary go? I think she's pretty arrogant. She stole your man and kept glaring at you secretly."

Mu Zhou took a sip of the chilled juice and sighed:

"She doesn't need me to help her."

Mu Zhou smiled and spoke nonchalantly.

Jiang Wanqing's hatred for her was almost overflowing, so why would she need to do anything?

*

On the small island where sea turtles are caught, there are specially built wooden houses on the sea.

The group had a great time and refused to leave even as night fell, deciding to stay the night instead.

Everyone drank some alcohol during the outdoor barbecue that evening.

Jiang Wanqing was ordered by Lu Ting to come to Mu Zhou's side reluctantly.

She glanced at Mu Zhou, who was relaxed and drinking, and gritted her teeth slightly.

"You're so smug, aren't you? Lu Ting forced me to explain because of you, and I had no choice but to bow down to you."

Mu Zhou sneered:

Is bowing your head something to be proud of?

Even though Jiang Wanqing was already used to her disdain and ridicule, she still felt extremely humiliated when she heard it now.

She was trembling almost all over, but she still forced herself to say:

"You and Lu Ting can't go back. You will pay the price for your recklessness. Even if you divorce Lu Chen, do you really think Lu Ting won't mind?"

Mu Zhou burst out laughing:

"Only you treat Lu Ting like a treasure. You can take the trash I don't want."

"Oh, by the way," Mu Zhou suddenly moved closer to her before leaving and whispered, "I know you've had a crush on Lu Ting for over ten years because he saved you."

She paused slightly, watching Jiang Wanqing freeze instantly, her face turning deathly pale, before continuing:

"If you've got the guts, then succeed in taking the position and force Lu Ting to give you a proper status. Otherwise, don't stand here like a clown and become a laughingstock."

She raised her wine glass, raised an eyebrow, and said arrogantly:

"Good luck."

Jiang Wanqing's long-standing unrequited love was suddenly exposed, and memories of the past flooded back. Her hidden past was laid bare, and she felt trembling all over, as if her clothes had been torn off and she wanted to hide away.

In the past, when faced with Mu Zhou's accusations, she would always righteously declare that she had never liked Lu Ting.

She thought that no one would know about her carefully guarded crush, so she always considered herself completely innocent and maintained the image of a victim who had been slandered.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhou already knew all along.

During that time, Mu Zhou didn't say anything and just watched her make a promise. Was he just watching her make a fool of herself?

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were filled with hatred.

How could Mu Zhou go so far!

Seeing that they had finished talking and the atmosphere seemed quite good, Lu Ting quickly came over to inquire:

"Have you explained it clearly?"

He believes that the two were once close senior and junior classmates, and their own explanation is much better than his involvement.

Looking at Lu Ting's anxious face, Jiang Wanqing recalled Mu Zhou's arrogant and provocative words.

Mu Zhou just felt that she would never have a chance, right?

Then she'll let her take a good look.

Jiang Wanqing forced a smile:

"My senior is still angry, but I see that her attitude has softened. Maybe she won't be angry anymore if I talk to her again."

"That's good."

Lu Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

So when Jiang Wanqing handed him a glass of wine, he accepted it without suspicion and drank it.

Jiang Wanqing watched him finish the drink, a hint of madness flashing in her eyes.

*

The cabins are naturally not as spacious as the villas on the island; each cabin only has one bed.

In the room, Lu Chen stood straight by the bed.

Mu Zhou had already washed up.

She was wearing a slip dress and sitting in a chair, applying after-sun lotion all over her body.

Lu Chen glanced at it once before hastily averting his gaze.

"I'm going to wash up."

He went to the bathroom.

Mu Zhou's lips curled up slightly.

When he came out, Mu Zhou was already lying in bed.

Lu Chen wasn't wearing glasses; he was only dressed in a dark gray bathrobe.

A faint dampness enveloped him, making his cold and aloof features appear even more noble.

Without his glasses, he appears sharper and less approachable.

But it added to his handsomeness.

Mu Zhou's gaze swept over his face with satisfaction, then landed on his collar with disdain.

The crossed collars were very tight, with only a small part of the collarbone showing.

Who are we guarding against?

Mu Zhou concealed her thoughts and waved to him:

"Come on, come on, look at these photos, which one is the best?"

Lu Chen paused slightly, his expression somewhat strange, but he still sat down on the edge of the bed.

Mu Zhou took the initiative to move closer:

"Which of these group photos looks better? I want to post it on my WeChat Moments."

She leaned in close, almost touching his shoulder.

All Lu Chen could see was her soft, white skin; how could he possibly be in the mood to look at any photos?

At this moment, the aroma of fruit juice filled his nostrils, and Lu Chen was almost intoxicated by it.

His eyelashes trembled, and only after Mu Zhou urged him did he speak and reply:

"nice."

Mu Zhou gave him a reproachful look:

"Of course I know they look good, I'm asking which one is more suitable for posting on WeChat Moments."

Lu Chen calmed himself down and focused his attention on his phone before tapping on one of the photos:

"This one is good."

Zhang Muzhou sat next to him, her long hair gently brushing against his shoulder, the strands of hair entwining around him exuding an ambiguous atmosphere.

He loved it.

Mu Zhou looked at it carefully and agreed:

"This photo just happened to capture my left profile, and my left profile is the most beautiful."

After saying that, she lay back down and continued scrolling through her WeChat Moments.

Lu Chen sat there for a few seconds before lying down as well.

Lu Chen's heart was pounding so loudly that he was almost worried Mu Zhou might hear it.

The two were very close, her hair was loose, completely blurring the boundary between them.

Lu Chen lay there stiffly, motionless.

His whole body was tense, his eyes flickered, and after a long while, he turned to look at her, then froze there.

Mu Zhou's eyes were closed, and he had clearly fallen asleep.

The phone slipped from her hand and fell onto the pillow.

Lu Chen stared straight at her, his lips pressed tightly together, and a vein on his forehead throbbed involuntarily.

Mu Zhou fell asleep without any psychological pressure.

It seems that whether he is by her side or not makes no difference to her.

There was no shyness, no pounding heart, and no tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Her performance was so ordinary.