Hearing Oscar's words, Meng Yiran shot Zhao Zilong a vicious glare. She had long suspected that Zhao Zilong was involved with Ning Rongrong, yet he had stubbornly refused to admit it.
Zhao Zilong's expression was rather unpleasant as well. Ning Fengzhi and the other two beside him all looked toward Zhao Zilong. Though they disapproved of Zhao Zilong's behavior of having his foot in two boats, they felt the same way about Oscar. He had used underhanded means to smear Zhao Zilong and tried to win his daughter's heart by living off her. In Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Oscar could never be a candidate for his son-in-law.
Just over a month earlier.
Under the moonlight, Ning Rongrong sat alone on the lawn. Bathed in moonlight, she was still as beautiful as ever, but sorrow filled her eyes. Oscar ran over carrying some pastries and said, "Rongrong, I made these pastries. Come try them!"
"Oscar..." Ning Rongrong looked at Oscar, her eyes touched. Though she did not like him, ever since joining Shrek Academy, Oscar had silently stayed by her side. Whenever she needed anything, no matter what it was, Oscar would help her.
Even after the Spirit Master Competition ended, Oscar had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect without hesitation. He was clearly a genius himself.
"Wuwuwu, Oscar, why? You idiot, why are you so good to me?" Ning Rongrong suddenly threw herself into Oscar's arms, tears streaming endlessly from her eyes. "He clearly said he liked me, so why is he with Huo Wu again? Why hasn't he come to see me even now? What am I to him, exactly?"
Hearing Ning Rongrong's words, sorrow filled Oscar's eyes. Holding the beauty in his arms, his heart ached terribly. The goddess in his heart liked someone else—there was nothing more