The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 418 - 336

Qin Man Yue immediately widened her eyes, staring at the person who spoke.

Even Si Raojing was slightly taken aback and then raised his eyebrows with a click of his tongue, "You kid, with such wild imagination, you should just become an editor instead of spouting nonsense here."

Rong Zhi glanced down at Qin Man Yue’s hand, which suddenly tightened on the hem of her clothes, then looked up and casually curled his lips into a gentle smile, "I’m happy."

She genuinely didn’t feel that Si Raojing was letting things slide; it was an honest answer, and she truly answered sincerely.

Si Raojing gazed into her eyes adorned with the lights, as if trying to see through her heart through them, unwaveringly, "As long as you’re happy."

After speaking, he gave no time for others to react, prompting Rong Zhi to turn the pointer.

Rong Zhi’s slender, cold white fingers casually spun the pointer. After he turned it, she then turned her gaze towards Qin Man Yue and asked, "What were you about to say to me?"

Qin Man Yue’s gaze subtly lingered on Si Raojing for a second, then she pressed her lips lightly and said softly, "Nothing, look, the pointer stopped, uh... Ying Hengyu?"

She suddenly thought, if this question were really asked, regardless of whether Rong Zhi knew or not, or how she might feel afterward, it was all unknown.

But it was certain that once asked, there would truly be no turning back.

And if she remembered correctly, Rong Zhi’s boyfriend was in Beijing.

Qin Man Yue shook her head, forget it, let Ying Hengyu tell her later; maybe she was mistaken.

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Approaching midnight, the two classes’ gathering finally came to an end.

As one of the few who hadn’t drunk, Rong Zhi discussed with the lobby manager to have staff help get these classmates onto cars, and after most of them left, she stood at the door waiting.

Si Raojing turned back while talking to Shang Xing, seeing her standing alone, somewhat pitifully, and walked over to her.

"What are you looking at?"

He followed her gaze, only able to see the iconic buildings of Beijing, with some still scattered floors lit like stars scattered in the night sky.

Rong Zhi’s long eyelashes were lowered, her profile softened by the glow of the lights.

The night wind breezed by, slowly and gently stirring the hidden strings of a young heart, like a tranquil night song, whispering in intoxication, hidden with tenderness that had long rooted.

"Rong Zhi..."

"Here."

Si Raojing’s words stopped just like that, he instantly turned his head, his eyes still unable to deepen with color.

"Why are you standing here?"

A voice, more languid and unrestrained than the spring night breeze, sounded in front of her.

Si Raojing saw the slight chill that had been unchanged in Rong Zhi’s eyes all night quietly dissolve in this voice, diffused into a faint mist, the slightly red corners of her eyes tinged with evident joy.

—Who is it?

Si Raojing frowned slightly.

The man walked up to them, tall and slender, his ink-black hair blown to slight disarray, his gentle yet sharp brows and eyes carrying a trace of casual indifference, his aura commanding.

Si Raojing couldn’t help but press his lips together, recalling the infamous, unseen rumored boyfriend who could make Rong Zhi show such an expression.

Bai Su naturally draped the coat hanging over his arm on Rong Zhi’s shoulders, and while adjusting the collar, he felt an undeniable gaze from one side and slowly turned his glance.

Si Raojing suddenly felt a rather oppressive vibe bear down on him, his body tensing for a moment.

"Classmate?"

He heard Bai Su ask with no particular emotion.

"Yes, classmate," Rong Zhi wrapped the coat around herself and softly spoke to Si Raojing, "your car has arrived."

Shang Xing and Chi Lele waved at him from nearby, the taxi they called stopping alongside.

Bai Su responded with an "oh," turned back to naturally hold Rong Zhi’s hand, his brows lightly raised, "Then let’s leave too, goodbye, classmate."