Chapter 3

"Humph." Peng Yang glanced at the silent man behind the manager with contempt, and was about to take Jiang Qiao away.

Turning around, he found that Jiang Qiao had already walked two meters away, leaving behind only a ruthless back. Peng Yang hurriedly chased after him: "Xiao Qiao, wait for me..."

Ye Qingqing followed behind him with a guilty conscience. When she passed in front of Lu Xun, she whispered, "I'm sorry."

Lu Xun raised his eyelids: "It's okay."

The farce was over and it was time to hand over the shift.

In the waiter's lounge, Lu Xun quietly packed his things.

The manager followed in and sat on the bench. Looking at the purple bruises at the corners of his mouth, he sighed, "Are there any other injuries?"

“No.” Lu Xun shook his head.

The manager patted him on the shoulder and said, "You look like a non-human kid, but how come you are so righteous? Those rich young men and women are all willing to do what they want. Rules are dead, but people are alive. Just turn a blind eye. We can avoid them if we can't afford to offend them. If we confront them head-on, we will suffer the consequences."

Lu Xun paused while packing his things, and said, "Yes."

Knowing his temper, the manager shook his head and said, "Okay, go back quickly, it's getting late."

The manager stuffed several boxes of packed fruit from the drawer into Lu Xun's bag.

She held down Lu Xun's hand as he was about to take it out: "If you can't finish it, you have to throw it away. Don't be so stubborn."

Lu Xun pursed his lips and did not refuse.

There were quite a few people in the box, all of them were rich second-generations who often played.

Peng Yang was particularly excited today because he had an appointment with Jiang Qiao. A group of young girls and boys started playing Truth or Dare.

Jiang Qiao "won the prize" on the first hand, but she was not interested in playing, so she just drank a glass of beer and sat aside playing with her mobile phone, making the excuse of feeling unwell.

Ye Qingqing is popular, and she persuaded the others to get Peng Yang drunk together. Peng Yang squeezed the empty can and threw it aside: "Don't you know how arrogant that waiter was just now? Wasn't he afraid to fight back because I beat him up?"

"Hahahaha, Peng Yang, are you bullying me again? You've really learned a lot from this dandy behavior."

"Is that the new guy at the front desk? He looks pretty arrogant. You better be careful or he'll get sacked."

Peng Yang smiled disdainfully and said, "He doesn't have the guts."

Someone asked Jiang Qiao to come over and play. Jiang Qiao waved his hand and picked up an apple to eat: [I say, you systems are pretty perverted. Do you really like to see the male protagonist being humiliated? ]

[How can you see the rainbow without going through hardships!], 166 As it should be: [This is what you must go through to become Long Aotian!]

Well, no understanding and no respect.

After completing the plot points, there is no need to stay any longer.

Jiang Qiao took the last bite of the apple, wiped his hands with a wet towel, stood up, and said, "Qingqing, accompany me to the bathroom."

Ye Qingqing lost the game and was being forced to drink. Upon hearing this, she immediately agreed: "I'm coming... It's not like I won't come back... I will definitely drink when I come back..."

She swore and promised, and only then did the group of people let her go.

After leaving the box, the whole world became quiet. Ye Qingqing took a deep breath and sighed: "It's quite fun."

"Is it fun?" Jiang Qiao looked at her and said, "Okay, hurry up and leave. You might get drunk and get sold without knowing it."

"Ah?" Ye Qingqing hadn't reacted yet: "Aren't you here to go to the bathroom?"

"I'm fucking ass."

Ye Qingqing: “………………”

She complained: "Qiao'er, you are so vulgar."

A few meters away from the front desk, Jiang Qiao stopped and sighed: "Don't hide, the university bully has already gone off work."

Ye Qingqing, who was hiding behind her, immediately perked up: "Really?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qiao asked, "Why do you feel guilty? If you have to feel guilty, it should be me."

So I knew it. Ye Qingqing snorted twice: "Then why don't you feel guilty?"

"I'm weak." Jiang Qiao raised his eyebrows and stuffed the confused Ye Qingqing into the taxi: "So, now I'm going to comfort the person involved."

"What do you mean, Jiang Qiao, explain it to me clearly..."

Ye Qingqing's angry voice disappeared with the exhaust gas. Jiang Qiao laughed and turned to walk in another direction.

Occasionally a car passed by on the street, but the sound of footsteps and bicycle wheels rolling was not real.

The boy stood tall, pushing his old bicycle forward. The early autumn night was already chilly.

After changing out of his waiter's clothes, he was only wearing a white short-sleeved shirt.

The street lights stretched the boy's figure very long. Suddenly, he stopped without warning, and the sound of the wheels stopped: "Is it fun?"

Lu Xun's voice was cold, and it sounded even more desolate in the empty street.

Oh, he is so alert that he can hear so clearly with just one ear.

Jiang Qiao sighed and walked out from behind the tree: "What a coincidence, we meet again."

Lu Xun said nothing, glanced past her and continued walking forward.

Jiang Qiao: “………………”

She was not annoyed at being ignored and continued to follow behind. When she got closer, she saw the deflated rear wheel of the bicycle. No wonder Lu Xun had been pushing it all the time.

"Are you angry?" Jiang Qiao deliberately moved closer to the boy who was looking straight at him and held the handlebars of the bicycle.

She came closer suddenly, and the thing she approached was the boy's sick left ear. Lu Xun was stunned at first, and the temperature in his eyes quickly dropped to freezing point.

He reached out and grabbed Jiang Qiao's wrist, then pulled her hand off mercilessly.

Jiang Qiao's fair and delicate wrist instantly turned red. Lu Xun saw her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled in pain, with tears in her eyes: "You are so strong, it hurts..."

“……………………”

Lu Xun had no experience in getting along with girls, and he was facing the "culprit" who indirectly caused him to get punched. His tone did not change: "You deserve it."

Jiang Qiao: “……………………”

Has this person always been like this? No wonder he has no friends.

Ignoring the mocking voice of 166, Jiang Qiao continued to act good: "I'm sorry, I hurt you."

“But…” She changed her tone and retorted Lu Xun’s words: “You deserve it.”

"There are so many people here, why did you only stop me, Lu Xun, do you like me?"

She spoke confidently, with her chin raised. Jiang Qiao didn't know if it was an illusion, but she saw Lu Xun smile, and her thin lips curled up into a barely noticeable arc.

Before Jiang Qiao could take a closer look, Lu Xun's tall figure loomed over him from above. He stared down at Jiang Qiao, with a hint of wildness at the corners of his purple lips: "I like dogs, but I don't like you."

The words were full of malice.

Jiang Qiao was stunned and looked at Lu Xun in disbelief. Her face turned red with anger. She thought of the scene at the door of the classroom again. She felt indescribably angry and blurted out, "You like Song Qingying?"

Lu Xun did not deny it: "Whatever you think."

"But what does it have to do with you who I like?" he said in a cold tone.

Of course it matters! Jiang Qiao bit his lip.

She fell in love with Lu Xun's face, so Lu Xun was hers. Yes, she was so unreasonable and domineering!

"How can she compare to me?!" Jiang Qiao was deeply shocked and threatened with a trembling voice: "Lu Xun, you will regret it."

Xiao Lu: I like dogs but not you.

Xiao Qiao: …………Okay, okay