Chapter 8 "You dare to hit my friend right in front of me?"
The people behind her were also shocked. They knew Peng Zhi's temper, and it seemed that the girl was probably in for a rough time.
The surrounding crowd turned their attention to this side. The hot pot restaurant wasn't doing much business at lunchtime, so there weren't many people; most of them were students from Peking University.
After all, the shop is located near the school, and there are only a few residents in the vicinity.
They never expected that they would run into trouble while just having lunch.
Humans are inherently fond of watching a spectacle, and no one stepped forward to smooth things over; they all silently watched the drama unfold.
Several of them recognized Song Shiyi, excitedly took photos, and posted on the forum with sharp words.
[Shocking! The newly crowned school beauty did this in public!]
At this moment, the atmosphere in Song Shiyi's space was extremely tense.
The commotion was so loud that a waiter came over to inquire about the situation.
Peng Zhi flung away the waiter who offered her a tissue, her tone filled with disgust.
Did I tell you to touch me?
"Look at you, all poor and pathetic. Get out of my way and don't get in my way."
The waitress was suddenly pushed away by her and lost her balance. She was about to fall when a pair of slender, fair hands pulled her back firmly.
She looked up and met the girl's concerned gaze.
It seemed like they were asking her if she was alright.
The waiter was almost in tears. He usually suffers some grievances at work, but he had never been insulted and treated like this without any reason before.
She was already quite young, and having just encountered that situation, and now being treated so gently, her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
She said softly, "Thank you."
Seeing that she was alright, Song Shiyi smiled at her, pushed her behind her, and gestured for her to leave first.
The waitress glanced at the situation and realized it was beyond her control.
The supervisor wasn't there. She bit her lip, then suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.
"Miss, wait a moment, I'll be right back."
With that, she rushed out the door and disappeared.
Song Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then his arm was tugged, followed by an angry voice from the other side.
"You fucking—"
Si Yue pulled Song Shiyi behind her, firmly restraining Peng Zhigao's raised right hand with her left hand, her expression cold.
"I wasn't prepared just now, so what?"
"You dare to hit my friend right in front of me?"
Si Yue forcefully flung her hand away and slapped her back with her own hand.
"I don't know what's wrong with you, but I, Si Yue, will not be wronged for no reason."
She glanced at the group of people in front of her, her eyes narrowed, and she sneered, "You're used to being a delinquent, aren't you? No wonder you're brainless."
Peng Zhi lowered her eyes and covered her face, her expression more unpleasant than ever before.
The gazes around her were like countless fine needles, densely piercing her body.
She stared intently at the ground, her eyes filled with malice.
That bitch, how dare she hit her!
What a shameless person! How dare he stand in front of her so self-righteously and embarrass her!
Her chest heaved violently, and her anger burned ever brighter.
The stinging pain in her cheeks reminded her of the humiliation she had suffered.
Si Yue shook her hand; she had used too much force just now, and her palm was still a little numb.
But she doesn't regret it.
The anger from being slapped for no reason just now has finally dissipated a bit.
At this moment, Song Shiyi opened a pack of wet wipes, took her hand, and carefully wiped it.
Because Peng Zhi's face still had the drink that Si Yue had splashed on it, it inevitably got onto Si Yue's palm, making it sticky.
She smiled and praised, "Oh my, our Yi-Yi baby is so thoughtful."
Song Shiyi looked at her profile with concern; it was still swollen. She needed to apply an ice pack to reduce the swelling quickly, or it would leave a mark.
There was some anxiety in her eyes. She grabbed her hand and tried to leave, but her path was blocked.
"You think you can just leave after hitting me?"
"There's no such thing as a free lunch."
Song Shiyi looked at her coldly.
Besides being impatient, Si Yue was also a little confused. Who the hell was this guy?
She frowned and asked, "Are you out of your mind? You started this trouble and now you're blaming us?"
"I don't even know you, and you come up to me and slap me? Is that something a human being would do?"
At this point, we should quote a famous saying.
Are you alright?
Peng Zhi's eyes were like she wanted to devour someone, and she said sarcastically, "Say it again, you don't know me?"
Upon hearing this, Song Shiyi paused, then turned to look at Si Yue.
Do they really know each other?
Let alone Song Shiyi, even Si Yue began to doubt her own memory after hearing Peng Zhi's confident words.
Si Yue's gaze lingered carefully on her face, frantically searching her memory for relevant information.
One minute later, the search engine failed.
She was absolutely certain that she was someone he didn't recognize.
"I don't know him."
Peng Zhi sneered, "What about Song Wei?"
In an instant, Si Yue's expression underwent a subtle change.
Song Shiyi seemed to be deep in thought.
She had heard of that name before.
He was a boy Si Yue met during her vacation. The two met online, but unexpectedly, he was also from the same school and in the same major as her.
He's just two years older than her.
When he was mentioned, Si Yue's expression showed obvious happiness, and a little shyness.
Although the relationship between the two was not explicitly stated, Song Shiyi could guess a little.
However, I never expected things to turn out like this.
A girl arrived with a group of people. They clearly knew Song Wei, and their relationship seemed to be quite close.
"Are you friends with him?" Si Yue frowned.
Even so, what does that have to do with what just happened?
Si Yue doesn't think her future partner can't have male friends.
After all, everyone has their own social circle, not just their partner.
However, looking at Peng Zhi's unusual tone and expression, she couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"laugh."
"friend?"
Peng Zhi let out a sneer, her eyes practically overflowing with mockery.
"You're right."
"But one word is missing."
Song Shiyi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she vaguely guessed something. She looked at Si Yue with some worry.
The latter's expression was not good. He stared intently at her and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
"Didn't you already guess?"
Peng Zhi coldly replied, "I am his girlfriend."
We've been together for three years.
Do you want to see evidence?
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