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"Stay over there and be honest," she said.
However, as soon as Zheng Mengni picked up her paintbrush, Ni Ni reminded her, "Weren't you just saying you were hungry? Eat your late-night snack first before you start painting, or you won't have the energy."
Wei Jingxi looked at her with a caring and gentle gaze, offering a piece of cake near Zheng Mengni's lips.
Zheng Mengni frowned. "I'm in class; let's talk about this after I finish painting."
Understanding the hint, Wei Jingxi popped the cake into his own mouth, chewing on the soft, creamy frosting as if it were Zhou Minshi's flesh, wishing he could bite it to pieces.
Zheng Mengni refused the offer, likely not wanting to show affection in front of the third wheel. It was all because of this annoying presence. He irritably crossed his legs and returned to his seat, pretending to look at his phone while secretly glaring at Zhou Minshi.
If Zhou Minshi dared to make any inappropriate moves, he wouldn't hesitate to be ruthless.
The sharpness of his gaze was too intense; Zhou Minshi appeared calm on the surface but felt increasingly disgusted by the unfairness of the world. He couldn't understand why Wei Jingxi had such an inflated sense of superiority. The guy merely had good luck at birth, coming from a wealthy family. Other than that, this fool was no match for him.
It was only because of his surname Wei that he had the right to be engaged to Zheng Mengni. If he had nothing else, Zheng Mengni probably wouldn’t even know his name.
Where did Wei Jingxi's sense of superiority come from? Zhou Minshi was certain that a loveless marriage wouldn't last long. Even though Zheng Mengni was with Wei Jingxi now, in ten years' time, his own capabilities might surpass those of Wei Jingxi.
Zhou Minshi couldn't help but smile slightly, a cold glint in his eyes warming just a bit. His confidence stemmed from his own abilities; he firmly believed that once he spread his wings fully, he would definitely win Zheng Mengni back.
As for now, he would just treat it as an act of kindness and let this fool Wei Jingxi support a few wives for him.
"Zhou Minshi," Zheng Mengni called out, and both their gazes locked onto her fair face.
Regardless of whether she had called him or not, Wei Jingxi stood up and quickly walked over.
Zheng Mengni stared at Zhou Minshi, who met her gaze with a calm expression. Only Wei Jingxi glanced between them—first at Zheng Mengni and then at Zhou Minshi—his eyes lingering for a moment before finally settling back on Zheng Mengni.
He was the first to speak, and before he even walked away, he asked, "What’s wrong, Ni Ni?"
Zhou Minshi felt displeased but didn’t show it on his face. He couldn’t understand how someone could be so shameless, approaching him without anyone calling for him.
Of course, Zhou Minshi wouldn’t let this rare opportunity slip by; after all, Zheng Mengni had called for him. He echoed her question, "What’s wrong?"
Wei Jingxi shot a disdainful glare at Zhou Minshi but said nothing.
"I wanted you to demonstrate again; you drew too quickly just now, and I couldn’t see how you moved your brush," Zheng Mengni said, glancing at Wei Jingxi as a look of confusion clouded her eyes.
Zhou Minshi replied and deliberately walked in front of Wei Jingxi while holding the brush, his tone humble and sincere. "Could you please move aside? You’re blocking the easel."
He lifted his eyelids, and since he was facing away from Zheng Mengni, he allowed himself to display a smug expression. With a teasing smile, he met Wei Jingxi's gaze calmly.
What a pathetic look.
Wei Jingxi was stunned for a second before glaring at him in anger. Did some filthy rat from a sewer think it was worthy to meet his gaze?
Wei Jingxi had no intention of hiding his disdain and contempt for Zhou Minshi. He felt as if cement had been poured into his legs, making him stand still on the ground, a dark and vicious expression spreading across his handsome face.
Make way?
He really had the audacity to say that.
"Wei Jingxi," a soft voice called from below. Zheng Mengni sat upright in her chair, tilting her head slightly in confusion as she looked at him.
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