Chapter 81 The Dirty Protector.

In the last semester of her senior year, Yan Zhiru made up her mind to study hard.

Yan Bin found her a one-on-one college entrance examination tutor, and he also had a heart-to-heart talk with her, saying many encouraging words to her. In order to prevent her from feeling any pressure, he told her that it didn't matter if she didn't do well in the exam, she could just repeat the year.

This was the first time in Yan Zhiru's life that she felt valued, and she felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

For his belated fatherly love.

She was still young when her parents divorced. Li Yanfei didn't want her at first, but because he was reluctant to divorce and was angry with Yan Bin, in order to be able to control him anytime and anywhere in the future, he impulsively took Yan Zhiru back to his hometown.

She thought that even though they were divorced, as long as she kept her daughter by her side, Yan Bin would one day bow to her.

But she soon regretted it.

For a divorced woman with children, this can also be a problem if she finds a suitable marriage partner in the future.

Yan Zhiru was originally her mother's bargaining chip against her father, but now she has become a burden to her.

Considering his future life, Li Yanfei was irresponsible and left his five-year-old daughter to his younger brother's family who lived with their mother.

To put it nicely, it means asking her biological mother to help her take care of the child. To put it bluntly, it means asking her younger brother and sister-in-law to help her raise her daughter for free.

The reasons she gave made it impossible for them to refute and they could only endure it temporarily.

Her father left a will before he died, and she also had a share in the family house.

If you don't want me to come back and fight for you in the future, you must let my daughter live here now.

At the beginning, Li Yanfei went back once every six months.

Look at Yan Zhiru, buy her something, and fulfill your responsibilities as a mother.

Every time I go home, I bring a few pounds of fruit at most to show off in front of my neighbors, nothing else.

He didn't care at all about his sister-in-law's sarcasm and didn't take it seriously at all.

Li Yanfei herself didn't think it was a big deal. After all, she could leave at any time if she was unhappy, without having to consider anyone's mood.

But Yan Zhiru, who lived here, was miserable.

She has lived a life of dependence since she was a child. Although her uncle and aunt did not abuse her, they never smiled in front of her.

Every time Li Yanfei left, Yan Zhiru would be met with her aunt's cold stares and sarcasm.

Children are very sensitive. She learned to read people's expressions and understand everything early on.

The few colorful scenes in Yan Zhiru's childhood memories are all about Li Yanfei's back every time she left in a flowery dress.

Later, Li Yanfei rarely went back home, and sent half of the child support given by Yan Bin back to his hometown on time every month.

"After paying the tuition with the little money she gave me, how much is left? What can it do with it?! I don't care. Call her tomorrow and tell her that if she doesn't pay for her daughter's living expenses, her daughter will starve next month!"

My uncle and aunt are arguing again.

"There are two children to raise at home, and an elderly mother to support. Every day I take care of the old and then the young. Not only does your sister not lend a hand, but she also threw that burden on us. Does she think I'm not busy enough or tired enough? You have no ability, so why did you fight for custody in the first place? You're just suffering!"

If adults are reluctant to say something out loud, they will instigate children to do it.

The cousin got tacit approval and often took pleasure in bullying her.

At such a young age, he still swears one after another——

"Why are you staying in our house?"

"Don't you have parents? Go back to your home!"

"How can you be so shameless? You eat and drink for free at our house every day. Give me money!"

…

Yan Zhiru endured everything silently, never talked back, and her hatred for Li Yanfei grew day by day.

My uncle has a bad temper and is very fierce when he beats people.

When her cousin got into trouble and got beaten, her aunt would take her anger out on her.

Before she knew it, she had become the target of their family's emotional outburst.

Yan Zhiru was very scared at first, but after a few years, she got used to it.

Grandma still relies on them for her old age, and she won't offend my aunt because of her.

Only her cousin, who was two years older than her, was kind to her at home. She often gave her some food without her parents and brother's knowledge, and even gave her the pocket money she had saved.

Yan Zhiru lived this kind of life from the age of five to twelve, for a full seven years.

When she was in junior high school, Li Yanfei came back and finally took her away from that home.

Yan Zhiru transferred to a school in a big city and lived in a bright house.

Away from everything in the past, she was reborn, like a different person.

I quickly adapted to the new life.

Whether in the past or now, the word "mother" is almost meaningless in Yan Zhiru's growth.

Li Yanfei didn't care much about her and didn't have time to take care of her. She was busy with her love life and ignored her adolescent daughter. Apart from appearing once or twice a week to leave her enough living expenses, she was never seen at other times.

Gradually, Yan Zhiru no longer had any expectations of her.

She started hanging out with people who didn't study hard and spent every day slacking off at school.

I thought we would live like this forever, but one day Li Yanfei suddenly said that he was going to get married in another place.

Yan Zhiru said nothing after hearing this.

She was only facing being abandoned for the second time.

At the age of forty, she no longer has much youth left to squander. Li Yanfei understands this very well, and she has to plan for herself.

Ever since she broke up with a young man who was more than ten years younger than her half a year ago, she has been dating people of the same age with the intention of getting married.

After finding a suitable marriage partner, Li Yanfei quickly contacted her ex-husband and wanted to send Yan Zhiru back to Nanze.

Because his parents favored boys over girls, Yan Bin had no choice but to take his daughter to live with him.

…

The day Yan Bin went to pick her up was the second time the father and daughter met after more than ten years of separation.

Yan Zhiru acted very indifferent.

The house she was about to visit had not only the strange father in front of her, but also his first love, her stepmother.

On the plane, Yan Bin told her that Qin Ru's niece was also living at home. The seventeen-year-old Yan Zhiru understood one thing from her own perspective -

In that family, I am the only outsider.

Even if she went to the west of Shanghai, that was her biological father and stepmother's home, not her home.

She could imagine what the future would hold without having to guess.

How is this different from the life she lived under someone else's roof as a child?

They are essentially the same, just a different place to stay.

But how long will it last this time?

One year?

Two years?

Or graduated from high school?

Yan Zhiru said nothing, and the bad memories from the past slowly flooded into her mind.

My uncle's cold face, my aunt's cold eyes, my grandmother's indifference to me, and that wicked cousin...

These are the people she has to face every day after living under someone else's roof for many years.

Therefore, Yan Zhiru did not hold any hope for the upcoming life because she instinctively rejected it.

But she is no longer the punching bag who never fights back or responds when being beaten or scolded.

If anyone provokes her, just try it, she has plenty of ways to deal with them.

To avenge my childhood self.

…

Before the cram school started classes, Yan Zhiru invited all her friends to get together.

In addition to the students from No. 8 Middle School, there are also several students from vocational high schools.

The brother she recognized was a big shot in No. 8 Middle School, and his girlfriend was doing very well in a vocational high school. This was the only network of relationships Yan Zhiru had after coming to Shanghai West.

She got along very well with the group of girls from vocational high school. She even asked them to "teach" Tao Siyun a lesson on her behalf before. Their sisterhood was very deep.

Relying on the fact that she had a large group of people and someone stood up for her, Yan Zhiru was not afraid at all when facing Xu Ji's questioning.

"I posted it to my space, what do you think?"

The tone was extremely provocative.

He had an attitude of "We are numerous and powerful, get out of here if you know what's good for you", and didn't take Xu Ji seriously at all.

From the first moment she saw the boy in the No. 1 Middle School uniform, she guessed that this man must be related to Tao Siyun.

Sure enough, the little sister next to her patted her and whispered a few words to her.

Yan Zhiru disagreed after hearing this and snorted coldly, "Are you here to stand up for her?"

Xu Ji's cold gaze swept across the faces of several girls one by one, pausing for two seconds on one of them. He then looked at Yan Zhiru again and asked slowly, "Were you the one who asked them to block her on the road last time?"

"It's me. What do you want?" Yan Zhiru was very impatient. She was filled with anger when she mentioned Tao Siyun. "Revenge for her, right? Then come on! Who's afraid of who?"

Wang Hao was the first to stand up.

He was Yan Zhiru's "adopted brother" at No. 8 Middle School. He was a bad boy who was particularly active both inside and outside the school and knew many idle young people in society.

"You guys from No. 1 Middle School are so impressive. You're so arrogant everywhere you go. What's with all the bragging? You want a fight? I'll give you a chance to challenge me," he said, glancing at Jiang Zhen behind him with a look of contempt. "One on one, or with him?"

Jiang Zhen: “…”

Xu Ji didn't even turn his head, his eyes were disdainful, and he said coldly: "A one-on-one fight, are you capable of it?"

As a gangster among gangsters, a boss among bosses, and someone who is respectfully addressed as "Big Brother" wherever he goes, Wang Hao has never been looked down upon like this. Today, he was actually insulted by Xu Ji's contemptuous look.

Although he felt very unhappy about being looked down upon, he still didn't forget to say something mean to Xu Ji, "I say, you dead academic masters, can you please study hard? You have to show off everywhere, right? You are so arrogant."

“…”

Jiang Zhen took a few steps back knowingly, and fanned the flames, "Yeah, go ahead and beat him up. I've disliked him for a long time. He's always trying to act cool in front of girls. He's the one who's got all the hotties in our school."

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck!" "I hate pretentious people the most. No one in the entire Eighth Middle School can pretend better than me. Come on, come on, talk to me."

It was Xu Ji’s first fight in his life, and the fight lasted less than three minutes.

Not only Jiang Zhen was stunned, but the group of people behind him were also stunned.

They watched helplessly as the boss fell headfirst to the ground in an extremely humiliating posture.

Wang Hao covered his bleeding nose and struggled to get up from the ground, a look of disbelief on his face: "Fuck you! Do you have any martial ethics? Don't you know not to hit someone in the face?! I didn't even hit you in the face!"

What's the point of hitting him in the face again and again?!

You look more handsome than me, right?!

Everyone: “…”

Xu Ji failed to dodge a punch just now, and the corner of his mouth was broken. His face was cold and his eyes were even colder.

His skin was white, and at this moment he looked like a large cat stained with blood, with a cold and murderous aura.

Standing in front of Wang Hao, who had a bruised face and nose, he looked extremely domineering.

"Still dueling?"

I want to challenge your sister one-on-one!

You must have done this on purpose!

“…”

What a master!

Jiang Zhen thought to himself that he hadn't seen enough.

Song Liwei really didn't teach him any fake moves.

Uncle is awesome!

After witnessing the scene just now, the girls from the vocational high school all hid back one by one. The remaining boys were not stupid either. They knew that now was not the time to talk about loyalty. A good man would not suffer a loss in front of him, let alone them.

After hesitating for a long time, no one dared to come forward.

A group of people watched him walk towards Yan Zhiru.

Xu Ji took the phone she handed over, clicked on the encrypted album, and said indifferently, "Password."

Yan Zhiru glanced at him and said unhappily, "352686."

Xu Ji deleted all the videos and screenshots in the album, and checked all her social software, including QQ space. After making sure that nothing was missed, he restored his phone to factory settings in front of Yan Zhiru.

Yan Zhiru frowned, angry but not daring to speak.

"Is there a backup?"

"No more. If you've finished deleting it, give me your phone right away!"

Yan Zhiru was extremely impatient. Just as she reached out to grab her cell phone, Xu Ji raised his hand and suddenly loosened it.

Bang--

"you!"

Yan Zhiru watched her cell phone fall to the ground.

The screen fell down and shattered.

He was warning her.

This is a warning that is more serious than the last threat or intimidation.

No one else dared to say anything, and Yan Zhiru could only swallow her anger for the time being.

She is not stupid enough to mess with someone she cannot afford to mess with.

…

On the way back, Jiang Zhen looked at him as if he were looking at a brave and wounded war hero.

"Although your face is bruised, you looked really handsome just now."

"Such a cool move, why didn't my uncle teach me!"

"Can you knock me down once like you knocked him down? I also want to experience the feeling of being conquered by you~"

Xu Ji said impatiently: "Shut your mouth."

…

The next day in class, Xu Ji wore a mask.

Cao Wenzheng, who was sitting next to him, thought he had a cold and was afraid he would be infected. He was deeply moved and leaned over, his eyes full of tenderness: "I'm fine, you don't have to be like this."

Unfortunately, his hand was slapped away by Xu Ji before it touched the edge of the mask.

"Don't touch me."

"No, I've been wearing it all morning. Aren't you feeling stuffy? I don't mind, really. Take it off and let some air in. I'm afraid you'll suffocate later."

Xu Ji frowned and glanced at him, keeping a distance from him. "...I do mind."

Jiang Zhen was trying hard to hold back his laughter in the back.

"Well, Fatty, he has an allergic reaction on his face. You'd better stay away from him."

"Ah? Lao Xu, you have sensitive skin?"

“…”

Jiang Zhen lay on the table and laughed wildly, saying, "He is very sensitive, especially sensitive. He blushes when touched."

Cao Wenzheng's expression was a little distorted. He felt that Xu Jiyinan was too delicate. He turned around and whispered to Jiang Zhen, "No, sensitive skin is contagious? Is it that serious? I'm not a bacteria."

“…”

Xu Ji pulled the mask up a little guiltily.

He had a dream last night, right after he saw the photo of Tao Siyun in her school uniform that was wet with water, revealing traces of her underwear.

There were other things in the dream besides photos.

Very appalling content.

The picture also changed from static at the beginning to dynamic.

He had insomnia and didn't sleep for the rest of the night.

The boy peeked into his inner desires in his dream, and thus felt anxious.

Xu Ji felt that he was essentially no different from those people yesterday, except that the way of blasphemy was different.

Others at least acted aboveboard, but he...

He used the banner of "protector" but browsed through all the photos with a purpose when deleting them.

To be honest, this behavior is not very noble.

Just like them.

Thinking about these things in the dead of night, Xu Ji suddenly looked down on himself.

Why did you read it at that time? Why didn’t you select all and delete it directly?

He didn't dare to think about what Tao Siyun would think of him if he knew about this...

He clearly acted like a hero during the day, but at night, the word "hero" was written in a different way.

He’s a nasty protector.

…

For a long time afterwards, Xu Ji felt a deep sense of guilt deep in his heart.

Liking is a purer feeling than love.

But his love in the dream was already quite disrespectful to Tao Siyun.