Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy Chapter 75 – Little Ruan Ruan, I Like You

Chapter 75: Little Ruan Ruan, I Like You

Shen Chuan did not know why he was talking about Wen Ruan.

Perhaps it was because she had been a little unhappy the past few days.

Although Sister Ruan refused to tell him the reason for her unhappiness, Shen Chuan could guess that it might have something to do with Huo Hannian.

It was the National Day holiday, but Sister Ruan still wanted to invite Huo Hannian to dinner.

Why did the two of them become strangers when they came back from the holidays?

Occasionally, he would catch Sister Ruan looking at the back row of the classroom, although she quickly looked away.

However, he could feel that Sister Ruan was peeking at Huo Hannian.

Huo Hannian raised his sharp eyebrows when he heard Shen Chuan’s words.

His dark eyes were filled with unexplainable frustration.” She rejected Huo

Jingxiu on the night of October 2nd?””

Shen Chuan looked at Huo Hannian’s cold and stern expression. He was afraid that Huo Hannian would not believe him, so he took out his phone.

“That day, a classmate recorded a video and wanted to post it on the forum. I was afraid that Sister Ruan would be criticized, so I sent the video to my phone. “Shen Chuan felt that Sister Ruan was very domineering that day. Huo Jingxiu was chased out by her like a drowning dog. Huo Jingxiu must have treated that day as a great humiliation. He was afraid that Huo Jingxiu would cause trouble for Sister Ruan, so he kept the video just in case!

Huo Hannian took the phone from Shen Chuan.

In the video, Wen Ruan and Huo Jingxiu were standing face to face.

Huo Jingxiu’s brown eyes were full of affection while Wen Ruan’s eyes were cold and mocking.

It was different from what he saw that day.

After Wen Ruan applied for the Supreme Card, he said to the manager,” Huo

Jingxiu and the dog were not allowed to enter! Huo Hannian’s dark and cold

eyes lictuoweu.

He tightened his grip on the phone.

Did he misunderstand her?

Did she really not like Huo Jingxiu anymore?

The clear moonlight fell on the young man’s body, as if it was sprinkled with a layer of white frost. His eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his outline was cold and indifferent like a painter’s carefully drawn outline.

Shen Chuan looked at him and felt a little afraid.

Brother, Brother Nian, Sister Ruan is really not as bad as you think she is.

Wen Yin and I were the ones who came up with the idea to release the snake. After Sister Ruan found out, she wanted to stop it…”

“Try to understand Sister Ruan. You’ll find that she’s different from the rumors.”

Huo Hannian returned the phone to Shen Chuan. He pursed his thin lips and did not say anything.

Shen Chuan did not know what Huo Hannian was thinking. He could only do so much for Sister Ruan.

Based on his intuition, Huo Hannian seemed to be even more difficult to deal with than Huo Jingxiu!

Shen Chuan sighed silently and rode forward.

Huo Hannian followed behind him.

Huo Hannian did not leave even after he entered the neighborhood. He looked at Shen Chuan’s back and said,” I know.””

He knew that she was different from the rumors. Although she looked arrogant and willful, she was still kind on the inside.

The next day.

When Huo Hannian arrived at the classroom, many students were cheering. Wen Ruan’s face was tensed up as she wiped the words on the blackboard.

[Little Ruan Ruan, I like you!]

The words were written in bold chalk, large and conspicuous.

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Wen Ruan had never thought about dating in high school. Recently, she had received a confession letter, but she threw it away every time she did not read it.

This was the first time he had seen someone confess on the blackboard.

Wen Ruan was a little worried that Huo Hannian would see it when he came over. She wanted to wipe it off quickly, but just as she was about to wipe the last three words, a loud noise came from the classroom.

Huo Hannian kicked the door frame of the back door.

He glanced at the other students in the classroom and asked coldly,” Who wrote it?”