Chapter 5410： Come to Weilou

Chapter 5410: Come to the Guard House

 He didn't pay attention to the people in the audience, so he naturally didn't see Qiao Nian coming.

Weilou was still leaning on the edge of the octagonal cage, adjusting his boxing belt, with his eyes lowered and focused, and his jawline clearly visible.

Wen Ziyu came back to his senses, surprised and stunned: "Are you looking for him? Why are you looking for him?"

 “Something’s wrong.” He answered simply and neatly, very Qiao Nian style.

Qiao Nian took off her shoulder bag and handed it to him: "Take it for me."

Wen Ziyu was caught off guard by an extra bag in his arms. He hugged it. Before he could speak, he saw the girl walking straight to the side to find something to say to the staff.

 Soon he saw the staff bring a set of boxing gloves and hand them to the girl...

Wen Ziyu opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

 She is...

 He couldn't help but think too much.

Zhou Yang, who came with him, noticed that he was missing. He looked around and found him, and saw a nondescript bag in his arms.

He walked over and was stunned for a moment: "Where did this bag come from?"

Wen Ziyu's eyes were still following the girl, so he didn't notice him coming. He answered instinctively: "What is she going to do?"

"Who is it?" Zhou Yang noticed that he was absent-minded and looked over. He instantly saw the person Wen Ziyu was talking about and blurted out a curse word: "Wocao!"

 Qiao Nian!

This sister has been studying at Tsingta University for one year since she was a freshman. She took a leave of absence from her sophomore year and is still a legend at Tsingta University.

Every year, new freshmen at Qingda University review this legend. Many boys don't say it, but in their hearts they hope that Qiao Nian can go back to school to study again before they graduate... The most important thing is that Qiao Nian is his brother's crush. Object+White Moonlight.

 How long has Mr. Wen liked her?

Although I saw that person voluntarily giving up on confessing later, the goddess is a goddess. Even if she has never expressed her love, she is still the white moonlight on the top of her heart... As a result, Bai Yueguang is here today.

Zhou Yang recovered from the initial shock and said to himself: "She has returned to Beijing? I haven't seen her for a long time. I thought she was not in Beijing."

“Yeah, I thought she was still in your province...” Wen Ziyu had more information than him and knew about the heavy rain and the Sky Eye in your province.

Zhou Yang is smart in that he never asks questions. He looks at the girl biting the cloth belt and fastening her fist belt from a distance, and said: "But what is Qiao Nian doing here?"

"She said she was looking for someone." Wen Ziyu never looked away from the girl since she appeared, and she didn't even look at Zhou Yang when she was talking to him.

Zhou Yang didn't care about being ignored. Instead, he touched his chin and smacked his lips: "Looking for someone? Why do I look at her like she's here to beat someone up?"

　　Indeed... the girl not far away has already put on her boxing gloves, and her whole body is fierce, like a lone wolf, full of aggression.

After changing her gloves, she walked through the crowd beside the octagonal cage without saying a word, grabbed the railing with one hand, and rolled onto the ring.

 She attracted everyone's attention like a sudden appearance of a dark horse.

 “Women? Young Master Wei also found a female boxer?”

"Isn't it? I see that she hasn't even changed her clothes. She doesn't look like a professional. Could it be that some girl who is pursuing Xiao Wei has such a crazy brain that she has come here to pursue her."

“Do you know that girl in the ring? She’s the daughter of some family.”

There were constant whispers below.

Wei Lou has occupied an important position in the Wei family since Mr. Wei's accident. People who don't usually have contact with Wei Shulang have to go through Wei Lou to do their business.

Wei Lou is famous for his jokes.

He doesn't play the soft knife-cutting drama of the upper class. He won't give face if he doesn't give it, and his temper is harder than a stone.