Chapter 820 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand (18)
Song Jinhuan's ears twitched, and joy leaped into her heart first.
Before she could turn around, her ears were forcibly covered.
Immediately afterwards, she saw the bullet shatter the glass window and pierce Ye Huai's forehead on the other side.
She had mentioned before that covering your ears doesn't completely block out sound; it only makes the gunshots less deafening.
Three shots were fired before the person behind her released her.
Desire to destroy the world: 75.
Ye Huai...
She tilted her head back and saw the man blowing on the still-smoking muzzle of his gun, his face full of displeasure.
Only after noticing her gaze did he glance at her.
His brow furrowed slightly.
A slight itch came from the corner of her eye; it was the man's fingers gently caressing it.
"Why are you crying?" His voice was low, tinged with a barely perceptible helplessness.
cry?
Song Jinhuan blinked blankly, and sure enough, she felt tears streaming down her cheeks.
I had no idea when the tears started to well up.
She quickly washed her face, her eyes red, and called out softly, "Ye Huai?"
The man was in a good mood. "Yes, it's me."
"And who is he?"
Ye Huai's lips curled into a mocking smile, "A cowardly fool who clings to life."
"A useless piece of trash who only holds things back."
"Trash who can't seize any chance, no matter how many times they're given."
For some reason, Song Jinhuan felt much better after hearing these few words of disdain, as she had been feeling wronged by the setbacks she had suffered.
Then Ye Huai patted the top of her head and said with great pride, "My darling is the best."
Eee ...
She knows she's amazing!
That idiot fake Ye Huai ruined her youth!
The gunshots attracted the store manager, who, upon seeing the person lying on the ground through the window and the employee almost being held in the man's arms, asked seriously, "What happened?"
Ye Huai twirled a strand of Song Jinhuan's hair with his index finger and said casually, "Dead. Clean it up."
Store manager: "You actually killed someone!"
Ye Huai said nonchalantly, "God took away a life, what's the big deal?"
The store manager was speechless and realized that the customer had been given too much power.
If every customer who comes in takes the life of an employee... that's something to think about.
He could only vent his frustration on Chu, the employee, yelling, "Employee number 2023, why aren't you back at your post?"
Employees should not be overly intimate with customers.
This looks delicious, and it's a proper restaurant!
Song Jinhuan was planning to break the rules and get fired, becoming a customer like Ye Huai.
But the other person patted her on the shoulder, signaling her to keep quiet.
Okay then.
Song Jinhuan silently inhaled Ye Huai's scent; it was familiar and reassuring.
No doubt about it, it's him!
"Make her have dinner with me, or I'll file a complaint against you," Ye Huai threatened bluntly.
Customers are also the store manager's gods.
The store manager had no choice but to compromise.
Song Jinhuan followed Ye Huai to sit at table number twelve. Not long after, the spinning wheel landed on table number twelve.
The waiter brought over a serving of fresh vegetables.
They had not picked up their food before this.
"I thought you had amnesia! That's why I mistook him for yours!" Song Jinhuan couldn't help but explain.
"It's okay, you'll recognize me as soon as I appear."
Ye Huai was in a good mood. Even though the girl had been with that guy for so long, she didn't blame him when he appeared and took that guy's life.
Doesn't this mean that he is the real Ye Huai in the other person's heart?
The cowardly and incompetent him was not worthy to stand by her side.
Desire to destroy the world: 72.
Be true to yourself.
Song Jinhuan was very happy about this.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
