Chapter 88: Go change clothes②

  This gentle female voice seems to be...

  I looked back in doubt...

  As expected, it was indeed my former class teacher, Ms. Yao Naxin, who was now being held in the arms of a tall and handsome man. The man's facial features were extremely deep, especially his full lips, which were as red and luscious as a freshly bloomed rose. His facial contours were as if carved by a skilled craftsman, with no flaws or imperfections. His Armani black suit further accentuated his majestic physique.

  I gazed suspiciously at the mature man and the petite Yao Xinxin teacher... was this really the person she was going to marry?

  Miss Yao Naxin seemed to have seen me, hastily pushed away the man's arms and smiled at me, waving her hand, "Yumou, how did you end up here?"

  Although she is no longer my class teacher, after all... she was the teacher I taught, as the saying goes: "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a teacher", so it's still better for me to stand up and talk to her, "Teacher Yao, hello! May I ask who this gentleman is..." Although I had already roughly guessed the man's identity, I wanted to hear the answer from Yaona Xing's mouth.

  Yao Naxin looked up shyly at the majestic man and then said to me: "He is my fiancé."

  As expected! No way, I'm still standing here like an idiot. I need to find Senpai quickly, can't let him see the two of them.

  But...

  I was just about to take a step forward and run in the direction where Senpai had just left, but I found that it was already too late. Because Senpai was standing less than a meter away from me, those clear and bright black eyes quietly gazing at the man and woman standing opposite him, calm without a single ripple, just like the prelude to a storm.

  Although he appears calm on the surface, I know that his heart has been pierced by a hole that can never be filled, and fresh blood is flowing out of the hole.

  Yao Naxin also seemed to sense his abnormality and quickly turned her head away, no longer looking at Mu Yan at this moment.

  Mo Yan also withdrew his gaze from her and walked straight up to me, reached out to take off the coat draped over my body, and began to unzip the zipper on my skirt.

  Mù Yán xué zhǎng...

  What does he want to do?