Chapter 72 "I'm a Versatile Man"

Facing Chen Shuangli's clear and cold eyes, Xie Jinghe's dark eyes revealed a hint of anticipation, and his breathing became lighter unconsciously due to nervousness.

Chen Shuangli turned her gaze away from Xie Jinghe's face, raised her head slightly to look at the sunlight, raised a hand to block the glaring light, and changed the subject.

"It's sunny, let's go."

Every time her love was surging, Chen Shuangli would think of the day when she broke up with Xie Jinghe and his extreme behavior of changing the door password to restrict her freedom.

Her throbbing heart was always wavering. On the one hand, she was attracted to Xie Jinghe, but on the other hand, she did not dare to respond to his love. She felt extremely conflicted.

Xie Jinghe's eyes darkened, and after two seconds of being stunned, he put one hand into his pocket and took Chen Shuangli's hand with the other hand and clasped it in his palm.

His voice was deliberately relaxed and lazy. "That's difficult. Those two boxes of baby burp condoms are probably expired and can't be used."

Chen Shuangli knew that Xie Jinghe was waiting for her willingness, but what he didn't know was that she didn't have that kind of thought at all.

Xie Jinghe has been eating well and getting enough nutrition since he was a child. He also loves to exercise and has developed very well, so well that he is stunningly beautiful.

Will she die in her bed?

If it could be cut shorter, she might have some ideas.

Seeing that Chen Shuangli didn't respond, Xie Jinghe dragged his tone and said, "My heart is so cold, sister."

I shook her hand coquettishly and softened my voice deliberately, "Love me a little more today than yesterday, sister, can you warm my heart back?"

Chen Shuangli was easily moved by her soft heart. After two seconds of silence, her beautiful eyebrows curved slightly and she agreed, "Okay."

The haze in Xie Jinghe's eyes faded away instantly. He held Chen Shuangli's hand and kissed it devoutly, saying affectionately and humbly, "I don't need a lot of love, just a little bit of love from my sister, and I can live happily."

A few days later, the bell rang at 8 a.m.

Xie Jinghe was carrying a shoulder bag, with one hand in his pocket and a mobile phone in his other beautiful bony hand. He lowered his head to look at the phone and walked out of the classroom with long legs, looking lazy and attractive.

"Xie Jinghe." Someone called him.

Xie Jinghe looked up and saw the man surnamed Zhang. He forgot his name, but he only knew that it was Zhang who destroyed other people's feelings.

"I have something to talk to you about."

Xie Jinghe retracted his gaze and said lazily, "I'm busy."

“Regarding Chen Shuangli, are you sure you don’t have time?”

Xie Jinghe paused.

Somewhere in a corner of the teaching building.

"You and Shen Shuangli don't get along."

Hearing this, Xie Jinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, and said nonchalantly, "Unfortunately, I'm versatile."

"It goes best with Chen Shuangli."

His eyes, half smiling, slowly swept over Zhang Xuke from top to bottom. He looked average, came from an average family, and couldn't be ranked among the top male volleyball players. He could only be considered a boy with a penis.

Xie Jinghe leaned lazily on the railing, then smiled slowly, his thin lips raised in contempt, "Why, you're the only one who wants to snatch the Chen Shuang Pear from me?"

"My family is so poor that we can't even afford a mirror, and the mirrors are broken and I can't pee in them anymore?"

Zhang Xuke's face turned the color of liver, and he regretted why he had humiliated himself. He took a deep breath and said directly,

"You hurt me last time, pay my medical bills."

Afraid that Zhang would talk nonsense in front of Shen Shuangli again, Xie Jinghe had already ordered people to destroy all the evidence. "Where is the evidence?"

"If you don't have evidence, I'll sue you for defaming me, a Three Good Students and Five Good Youth."

Zhang Xuke raised his cell phone, the screen facing Xie Jinghe, with a smug expression on his face.

What appeared on the phone screen was a photo of Zhang Xuke’s back as he ran to the dormitory and beat him down the stairs that day.

The smile on Xie Jinghe's lips froze and his eyes turned cold.

How can there be such a mean person?

Seeing Xie Jinghe's obvious expression change, Zhang Xuke felt very happy and said with a smile, "I still have the recording. Do you want to listen to it?"

“If I send this recording to Shen…”

Xie Jinghe interrupted him sternly, "How much is the medical bill?"

"One hundred thousand."

Xie Jinghe laughed with an ambiguous intention, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it with his cold white eyelids closed. "Little Lion has spoken."

He raised his arm and took a lazy puff, then walked towards Zhang Xuke nonchalantly, "How can one hundred thousand be enough?"

As he approached, Xie Jinghe suddenly grabbed Zhang Xuke's neck and forced him to look up with his palm.

With his brows lowered and his expression cold, Xie Jinghe forcefully stuffed the burning cigarette into his mouth.

"I'll give you 150,000. Promise me that you'll get a lip stud to pierce your stinky mouth and nail your upper lip and lower lip together, okay?"

The cigarette butt burned his tongue, and he felt a suffocating feeling. Zhang Xuke frowned in pain and tried to grab Xie Jinghe's wrist with both hands, but he let go first.

Xie Jinghe picked up the phone with one hand and said, "Payment code."

He ordered, "Delete the photos and recordings, and do not keep any backups."

Zhang Xuke spat out the cigarette butt, coughed a few times, and glared at Xie Jinghe angrily, "I regret this. I want five hundred thousand."

Xie Jinghe didn't hesitate, "Okay."

Because bank cards have limits, Xie Jinghe transferred the money to Zhang Xuke through several bank cards.

After the money arrived, Zhang Xuke calmed down a lot and deleted the photos and recordings in front of Xie Jinghe, saying, "I didn't make any backups."

"OK."

"It seems that it's not easy to make a living in the butt-selling industry these days." Before leaving, Xie Jinghe made a sarcastic remark.

Zhang Xuke was almost mad to death.

Xie Jinghe walked away for a distance when he heard an angry roar behind him.

"So what if I'm rich, so what if I'm handsome!"

“Do you think Chen Shuangli will like you if you dye your hair silver, black, and blue?”

"Have you ever heard the saying, you never get tired of something you like?"

Xie Jinghe paused and turned around.

Meeting his cold eyes, Zhang Xuke's pupils trembled slightly, and he turned and ran away smoothly.

The surrounding air pressure is getting lower and lower.

Xie Jinghe stood there, with the words "You'll never get tired of liking someone" echoing in his mind.

what to do.

What Mr. Zhang said seems to be right.

The teaching building was empty, with a motionless figure standing there, looking very lonely and desolate.

Zhang Xuke poked his head out from the corner and looked at Xie Jinghe, his lips curled up in pleasure.

He knew where Xie Jinghe's weakest point was and what he cared about.

But he couldn't get the thing he cared about most.

The wind gently blew the hair on his forehead. Xie Jinghe silently took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and put it to his lips.

White smoke was exhaled, and after finishing a cigarette, Xie Jinghe crushed the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, then took out another cigarette.

When he came back to his senses, he had already smoked several cigarettes and Xie Jinghe frowned.

He was a heavy smoker, and Chen Shuangli didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so in front of her, he would only eat lollipops to suppress his craving for cigarettes. He would occasionally smoke in private, but now he had smoked several cigarettes in a row.

So sad.

Xie Jinghe raised his hand and scratched his blue-gray hair in annoyance, his eyebrows and eyes filled with anxiety and anger.

However, his sister promised him that she would love him a little more every day.

He has to believe his sister.

Xie Jinghe stared at the cigarette emitting white smoke with his cold white eyelids drooping, and an idea slowly came into his mind.