Dressed as a money-loving female supporting role in a novel

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Chapter 47

    The amount of information tonight is really one wave after another.

    Fang Ruohan and the self in the photo who now looks a little silly look at each other with big eyes.

    The heart was fluttering and did not fall to the ground.

    Rather than talking about love, she was more curious: "You mean, the white moonlight that Su Chuang said you never forget...is actually me?"

    She stared at Ye Nanzhu in disbelief.

    Did she meet Ye Nanzhu when she was a child? But how could someone like Ye Nanzhu have no impression after seeing it?

    Ye Nanzhu said in a deep voice: "Perhaps you will remember my other name, Ning Xiangnan."

    Ning Xiangnan.

    Fang Ruohan recalled the Ning Xiangnan whom he had seen in the yearbook for the school celebration.

    Thin enough to have clear bones on the face, wearing glasses and long hair, the glasses can be completely invisible.     The memory related to this classmate was

    very blurred, she looked at Ye Nanzhu confusedly: "Well... Do I have to ask cheekily, do you like me because I am good-looking?"

There should be no intersection, right?

    Speaking of this, Fang Ruohan suddenly thought of something, and quickly opened the black buckle on the back of the photo frame.

    Sure enough, although it has been a long time, there are still marks left on the double-sided tape on the back of this photo and the name and class written with a ballpoint pen when the photo was handed in back then.

    The words at that time were really ugly.

    Fang Ruohan complained to himself first, and then asked, "Mr. Ye, can you tell me where this photo came from?"

    Ye Nanzhu coughed several times as if he was choking.

    Fang Ruohan squinted at him, sure enough, this person felt guilty! She doesn't have the habit of giving photos to others, and the price of printing a photo of this certificate in the early years was not cheap for her, so she naturally cherishes it.

    "I took it from the school bulletin board, and it has been taken down."

    Ye Nanzhu explained with red ears, and Fang Ruohan understood.

    She was one of the flag guards designated by the school in the first year of junior high school. Members of their flag guard team were to be announced. The school collected photos one by one and posted them on the bulletin board. She did not expect that the photos handed in at that time were not accepted in the end. Throw it away, but was put away by Ye Nanzhu.

    But speaking of which, it's been a long, long time.

    "Then what about the question just now?" Fang Ruohan felt in a daze that she was a bit like extorting a confession by torture, and Ye Nanzhu was the poor little daughter-in-law who was timid and coerced, and she was amused by the scene she imagined.

    Since Ye Nanzhu decided to be honest, he didn't intend to avoid it.

    "You probably don't remember that you bought me a cup of milk tea."

    "I remember." Fang Ruohan frowned excitedly, "But I can't remember why I bought it for you."

    Ye Nanzhu looked at her gently: "Maybe Look at me pitiful?"