Vol 77 Chapter 995: Jiang Musheng, I am not Qiqi, I am Luo Zheng.

The night was silent, the first snow had arrived, and there was a bitter cold around.
On the wide road, Jiang Qiqi drove quickly towards the palace where the Jun family was.
In the meantime, she made a phone call to tell King her whereabouts, so that he did not have to worry about it, let alone send someone to find out!
Even so, King asked again and again whether Bo Hancheng had caused any harm to her. Jiang Qiqi was still patient and answered them one by one.
In the end, after repeated consolation, King finally stopped being so determined and came over to pick her up.
Of course, it is also urging her to go home earlier.
Family?
Jiang Qiqi read this strange word, that is Luo Zheng's Luo family, never hers!
In addition, Gu Changye kept calling, and Jiang Qiqi never answered.
However, King already knows that he is safe, and Gu Changye also knows ... to this person, she has little to do with herself, and she does not need to continue to be involved.
The rest of Luo Qiyuan called and asked about his situation and worried about his situation.
In addition to these, he also told himself that someone was looking for himself, as if he was his classmate, looking very hurried.
The so-called classmates, of course, only Jiang Musheng, not others.
Her little brother, who is also a wise man, didn't get a response here, so he looked for something from another place.
Staring forward, Shirayuki kept falling, and Jiang Qiqi's butterfly-like eyelashes drooped. No one could guess what she was thinking.
Because, even she herself is not sure about her thoughts.
Drive across roads and finally slowly approach the palace.
From afar, looking at the figure, standing under the street lamp, it shrank into a silhouette, hazy and unclear.
If it were not for good eyesight, Jiang Qiqi could not be sure at all, it was the shadow of man.
Today, it is snowing, but one person is so abrupt that he stops around the royal palace.
A little bit further, it is the restricted area of ​​the royal palace, and most people cannot enter ... Obviously, this figure is waiting for someone, more generally.
Jiang Qiqi had a hunch that the man was waiting for her.
Thinking about it, the car continued to drive forward, and the distance became closer, and the figure became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, the man turned his head inadvertently, and his face was clearly exposed, with a picture-like appearance, wearing a pair of glasses, blocking some light.
The youth looked solemn, wearing a windbreaker, and stood just like this in the first snow, even without an umbrella.
For a moment, Jiang Qiqi was in a trance and felt a sense of being out of this world.
But in fact, it was only a few months before the first meeting.
After all, the car passed the youth for a moment, slowly slowed down the car, and stopped in front of the youth.
The young man was waiting, looking at the parked car, the whole person was stunned.
Then, the window slowly fell, exposing the delicate profile of the girl, sitting in the driving position.
"Seven seven ..."
Deeply condensing the girl, Jiang Musheng called forward, with unspeakable urgency, miss, and worry.
But the girl looked away, her eyebrows fell slightly: "Seven Seven? Squad leader, I am not Seven Seven, I am Luo Zheng."
Only one sentence, forcing the youth suddenly, stopped all the time.
His eyes quickly dimmed, as if he lost his light and became colorless: "Classmate Luo?"
After a call, Jiang Musheng's heart sank, and the bitterness spread quietly.
He came out every seven days, but he didn't want to see you again, so did he go back?