Yan Bo was speechless. When he arrived here anxiously, he saw the tense atmosphere between the two sides as soon as he got out of the car. Only when he saw that it was clearly her side that stopped the situation did his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settle down a little.
He knew that in this situation, it was really inappropriate for him to call out to her.
Then, he heard the man, who, despite being restrained, still looked menacing, shouting provocatively behind her. Yan Bo couldn't quite make out what he was saying, but he could guess it wasn't anything nice.
At that moment, he almost impulsively rushed out, but reason told him that since her subordinates were in control of the situation, it meant that she was currently in the upper hand. However, if he rushed out now, he would become a variable for her, and it was very likely that he would become someone else's weakness in controlling her.
After analyzing the situation clearly, he obediently stayed where he was and waited.
Perhaps because the rude man's words were too offensive, she suddenly reached out and grabbed a porcelain basin from the table next to her, then threw it at the tall, burly man.
With a "bang," the man's head burst open, revealing a bloody flower!
Yan Bo thought to himself with satisfaction, "Serves him right!" He felt no sympathy whatsoever for the man whose head had been smashed open.
She strode quickly out of the noodle shop, and then, the moment her eyes met his, she froze, like a statue.
At this point, Yan Bo was certain that she was now 100% safe.
Instinct told him he should go up and give her a hug to celebrate that she had resolved a dispute unscathed.
But reason held him firmly, making him stay put, because he could clearly see the hesitation and panic on her face!
Just now, didn't she appear incredibly brave in front of that brutish man?
But when I see myself, I become so timid and cowering?
Is she afraid he'll see her true appearance?
Upon realizing this possibility, Yan Bo felt a slight surge of anger.
What kind of person did she see him as?
From the moment he understood his own heart and realized that he could not control his desire to get closer to her, he had already analyzed all the objective factors.
Including the fact that she is a gang leader, and the things she does may violate his previous values.
But since he has uncontrollably fallen in love with her, he must find a way to balance the gaps and differences caused by their different identities and upbringing, and be prepared to accept everything about her, good or bad.
He admitted that when he stopped the car and saw her sitting inside the shop, with that familiar face but a completely unfamiliar expression, he was deeply shocked.
But this shock wasn't enough to make him back down from this relationship.
He was just very distressed, and at the same time, a little angry!
I was angry at her for deliberately hiding it, and I was also angry at myself for being able to watch quietly from the sidelines when she faced such a dangerous situation.
And this anger surged to its breaking point the moment she saw her backing down and hesitating.
Because of her distrust, and also because of the humility and concession she showed in this relationship.
Yanbo is generally known for his good temper. It's not that he doesn't have a temper, but rather that he knows better than others how to calm and hide his anger.
When he was so angry that his blood boiled, all he could do was stare at her from afar with a blank expression.
He secretly vowed that if she ignored him and chose to back down, he would have no choice but to ignore her for another month or two!
Of course, he preferred to use a more direct method: turn her over, and like disciplining a little brat, slap her bottom hard until she begged for mercy and promised never to do it again.
But it seems that he and she haven't reached the level of intimacy where he can spank her.
This is what makes Yanbo feel most frustrated!
In other words, no matter what she does to him now—whether it's distrust or backing down at the last minute—he has no right or standing to criticize her.
Because to this day, he and she have never had a clear, definitive relationship in which they can accuse each other!
Fortunately, after hesitating for a moment and tormenting him to his heart's content, she finally walked towards him step by step.
This gave him a sliver of comfort.
It's like loving your child dearly, and then, after they fall and get hurt, they ultimately choose to run into your arms and cry for help.
Yes, he's actually a childish idiot.
He needed to confirm that in Tong Xiaohuai's heart, he wasn't just someone she occasionally ate and chatted with.
Rather, it was a safe haven where she could rely on it and where she could stay and heal.
He also needed to confirm that all the effort he had put in during this time hadn't been wasted, but rather that she had genuinely felt it.
So even though she hesitated and backed down, she still chose to move closer to him step by step.
His heart leaped with joy when she stopped within arm's reach.
Because the spot where she stopped was less about making it easy for her to escape, and more about making it easy for him to keep her there!
Whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, Yanbo took her action as a hint.
He grabbed her hand, startled.
Because her hands were sweaty and icy cold.
All his heartache and pity collapsed in that instant.
Forget about rationality!
He pulled her forcefully into his arms, pressing his large hand firmly against her waist, as if afraid she might turn around and run away if she became unhappy.
"Fool, are you trying to scare me to death?"
A deep, reproachful voice came from above her head, and the hand on her waist pressed her hard against his body, as if trying to meld her into his own.
Tong Xiaohuai's mind went blank. Just seconds ago, she had given up in despair.
Because she thought that after seeing her true colors, he had already decided to stay away.
But the current situation is completely different from what I thought.
She struggled a few times in his arms, finally managing to shake off his large hand that was roughly rubbing her head. She looked up, her eyes misty, a little dazed and a little aggrieved.
"What do you mean?"
While defending herself, she had to try her best to suppress the urge to cry.
She doesn't know when it started, but she's no longer used to crying.
Because I know that crying not only won't solve the problem, but it will also make me look like a coward and useless!
But at that moment, she just wanted to cry when she was with him.
It felt like a mountain of grievances was piling up inside me, but I didn't know where to begin expressing them.
Yan Bo looked down at her. Even though the streetlights were dim, he could still clearly see the redness in the corners of her eyes and the glistening tears welling up in them.
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