When Tang Qiqi and Lao Liu rushed out, the young man had already stood up and brushed off the dust on his body as if nothing had happened.
The man on the ground was curled up in a ball, his face full of pain, veins popping out on his forehead from the pain all over his body.
Even though the time was short, it was not difficult to guess what the boy on the ground had experienced.
A few brave heads popped out, and those who hadn't seen Qi Yan do anything personally for a long time couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances at the boy on the ground who was risking his life.
Then he was pushed back by the dangerous aura outside.
It was simple and crude, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, without even giving Lao Liu face, and successfully shutting up those who still wanted to continue gossiping.
Inside the office.
Old Liu sat on the chair. The tea in front of him went from steaming hot to gradually cooling down. His frown relaxed and then twisted again.
After repeating this over and over again, he finally let out a long sigh before he slowly spoke, "I've missed you two so much after not seeing you for a few days, but you can't give me such a big gift as soon as you come back."
He looked up at the calm young man and said, "You have to have a reason for taking action, right?"
It was so sudden, almost as sudden as the onset of a little girl's period.
Qi Yan frowned, stretched out his hand to pull Tang Qiqi to his side, and opened his thin lips slightly, "Is she enough?"
He frowned, as if he felt that just one punch was not enough.
He never cared about rumors, but that was only as long as it didn't affect his seventh brother.
Old Liu sighed again and again, his face under the glasses bearing the pressure that his hair volume shouldn't have to bear.
Finally, he could only look at Tang Qiqi who was standing beside him. "Actually, we can't blame them. This incident has affected the entire school. The principal is even planning to shut down the forum."
Tang Qiqi, who had been silent the whole time, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
The boy's words of disgust from the bottom of his heart flashed through my mind again.
Old Liu was a little surprised, but from his puzzled eyes he could tell that the man really had no idea what was going on, so he took out his cell phone and handed it over.
Before he even took it, Tang Qiqi had already seen the words on it: "Stone hammer! Qi Shuai, who never lets anyone touch him, is actually a cover."
When I clicked on the post, the first thing that caught my eye was a photo.
The shorter man in the photo reached out and pinched the waist of the tall boy next to him, while the boy lowered his eyes and looked at "him" gently, holding the small hand on his waist.
The two shook hands in public, and the cold boy's gentle eyes were filled with full of doting.
If it was just speculation before, then this photo completely proves the relationship between the two.
Tang Qiqi recognized it at a glance. This was a photo of the two of them at the airport. At that time, Little Tangguo was teasing beside them, saying that tickling was just a little fun.
"Mom, I've made it! The CP I've been working on has finally been hammered!"
"Is the guy upstairs crazy? What else is there to eat? It's immoral."
"I've been saying there's something going on between them. For years, Qi Shuai wouldn't even let his own buddies touch him, but now that transfer student has arrived, they're constantly hanging out."
"The one who said it was immoral should go back to his mother's womb and be retrained. What era is it still immoral? Do they bother you? Oh no, someone like you must be blind."
"This is such an eye-watering thing that there's no need to say anything. Ten thousand people are writing in blood to request his dismissal."
There are all kinds of comments below.
But what caught Tang Qiqi's attention was not the title above, nor the heated arguments between the two factions below.
The two never told anyone about coming back.
Where did this photo come from?
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