Chapter 2768: It turns out that Godmother Xinluo is right

Yue Zheng sent eight photos to Qiao Muer.
Every photo is of these days, Qiao Muer and Chu Siyuan were secretly photographed while discussing and studying together in the library.
Some of these photos can be said to be normal interaction between students, but if you wear colored glasses to see it, it is not unimaginable.
But no matter what, the first seven photos, although they were taken at different times and locations, are generally normal.
The last straw that really crushed the camel, let Yue Zheng's solid heart break through the cracks, and then the last photo was shaken.
That is the only one among the eight photos that allows people to directly see the ambiguous behavior.
Qiao Mu'er in the photo is leaning against the outer wall of the secluded corridor outside the library.
She lifted her head, a head of blue silk was scattered backwards, her beautiful white face was lifted, and the man whose apricot eyes were watery and wet banging her against the wall.
And the man who leaned closer, looking like he was about to kiss her, was wearing a white sweater.
Clean and clear.
Chu Siyuan, it was him... and from the perspective of the photo, in the next second, he would kiss Qiao Mu'er's lips.
Just seeing this photo, Qiao Mu'er's beautiful cold apricot eyes narrowed.
This is a deliberate framing.
If the person who was taking pictures was present at the time, she would know that she and Chu Siyuan were physically completely staggered, and they were separated by a safe distance.
It's just that because of the relationship between the borrowing position and the height difference, after this photo was taken, it looked like the two of them behaved intimately, and they would kiss together in the next second.
Qiao Mu'er raised her eyes, a pair of apricot eyes gleaming.
She looked at the hardened expression in her eyes with almost no warmth, and asked without showing any weakness: "Who is the person who sent you these photos."
She wants to know who is this unpredictable person!
"It's your classmate." Yue Zheng stared at Qiao Mu'er, feeling her anger and unevenness, and said indifferently: "Mu'er, at this time, you have nothing to explain to me? You and him, Chu Si Yuan...Why are you being photographed like this?"
God knows that when Yue Zheng received these photos, he was almost torn his chest by the depressed monster.
Qiao Muer is his baby, the only baby he can't give up.
Without experiencing the loss of nearly three years, I will never understand the pain of loss.
He knew he was not a good man, and he shouldn't show up in front of her to disturb her again... but once he saw her, he would no longer want to let go.
No one can take Mu'er away, no one.
"Explanation?" Qiao Muer didn't even have the strength to sneer at the corners of her lips.
What to explain, don't you believe it?
Since he believes the photo this person sent him, it means he has confirmed it.
Qiao Mu'er couldn't help thinking of when she was a child, listening to Ganma Xinluo telling her love story with Ganpa Lu.
I remember at that time, Godmother Xinluo said to her, Dudu and Yanyan that true love is the ultimate trust.
It is not the hardest thing for two people to fall in love. The hardest thing is to trust each other.
Only if you trust the other person, you will not doubt the other person...
At that time, Qiao Muer didn't understand Godmother's words.
She thought, she and Dudu were the same, and they were ignorant...but Yanyan was younger than them, but she sat there with far-sighted eyes.
Yanyan is always smart, she must have understood it at that time, so she can be so free and easy now.
Unlike her and Dudu, the one who went to Europe and chased her brother Han Shiche.
One like her...Walking away from City H, it was this time that she finally understood what the godmother had said.
"Forget it... I have nothing to say... I... I don't want to explain, and I don't want to ask again. Whatever... No matter who tells you about it, no matter how you deal with Chu Siyuan or how you think about me With him...I don't want to control..."