"Susu, when I see you and Bei Qin together, there will be a dark cloud hanging over your head. The dark cloud means danger. You have to be careful of him." Jun Xinyue said.

Zhan Su asked: "How long are you going to pretend to be a ghost?"

Jun Xinyue didn't answer him.

Zhan Su glanced over with cold eyes, "Are you mute?"

Jun Xinyue said timidly: "Didn't you stop me from talking?"

Zhan Su was speechless.

Jun Xinyue said with a different meaning: "Susu, do you really not believe what I say, or are you just unwilling to believe what I say?"

Zhan Su was silent.

He thought of his mother's soul that was born from her body, and frankly speaking, he couldn't completely deny what Jun Xinyue said, as shown on his face.

Moreover, he was still a little resistant. If Jun Xinyue really had the ability to predict the future, then she predicted that they would be together in the future. Frankly speaking, Zhan Su could not accept it.

He glanced at Jun Xinyue and thought about how irritating it would be to live with this thin, plain-looking, talkative girl for the rest of his life.

What Zhan Su didn't want to believe was actually Jun Xinyue's ability.

She is just an ordinary girl with yellow hair, and Zhan Su doesn't believe that she really has the spiritual power to predict the future.

That's Qiao Wan.

Zhan Su was startled, what was wrong with him these days? He thought of her so often?

The more Zhan Su thought about it, the more panicked he became. He poked hard at the drawing board with the pen in his hand, flicking and stroking it. When the lines became more numerous, Zhan Su realized that he had drawn the head of a girl.

When she was seventeen or eighteen years old, she looked beautiful, bright and radiant. And those eyes were shining when she looked at him, as if the Milky Way had fallen into her eyes.

No......

Zhan Su remembered that when he and she were separated, he had plotted against her and sent her to the class where she was taught to be a virtuoso. With Qiao Wan's hands that could wield knives and guns, how easy was it for her to pick up an embroidery needle?

Counting the days, he and Qiao Wan have been separated for four years, and she is already a young girl in her early twenties. She has long passed the age of falling in love.

Maybe she has found her Mr. Right, got married and had children.

Seeing Qiao Wan's portrait, Jun Xinyue was stunned by Qiao Wan's beauty. Qiao Wan's beauty was different from Jun Xinyue's. She was very sharp and aggressive.

And Jun Xinyue is Xiaojiabiyu, gentle and smart.

Maybe she was still locked up in the popular female class at Legend University. She was in constant distress every day, and maybe she even scolded him for cheating on her.

Jun Xinyue caught a glimpse of the smile spreading from the corner of Zhan Su's eyes, and was slightly curious. She stood up secretly and took away the portrait on Zhan Su's table from behind.

After saying it, Zhan Su felt a little embarrassed for no reason.

Jun Xinyue carefully returned the portrait to Zhan Su and said, "Since she is the girl you like, she must be a very good girl. I will return her portrait to you, so you can keep it well."

Jun Xinyue felt sour in her heart and asked jealously: "Zhan Su, do you like her?"

"Yes." Zhan Su blurted out.

Zhan Su said: "It's enough that she is in my heart."

When Jun Xinyue heard this, she felt as if every cell in her body had been soaked in vinegar.

Zhan Su tore Qiao Wan's portrait into pieces and threw the scraps into the trash can.

Jun Xinyue was puzzled: "Susu, why did you do this?"

Want to cry...

There is quite a sense of helplessness that "how can one be bright when one is already good?"

She sat silently and sighed.

I really want to cry...

Tears welled up in his eyes.
Chapter completed!