After getting into Song Huaizhi's car, Jiang Mian glanced back a few more times to make sure He Yubai and the others hadn't followed before she felt relieved.
Seeing her breathe a sigh of relief, Song Huaizhi couldn't help but chuckle: "What? Are you that afraid of them?"
“You haven’t seen it,” Jiang Mian described. “If they get involved with you, you won’t be able to escape.”
Is it really that scary?
“It’s not that it’s terrible,” Jiang Mian thought for a moment and then said, “it’s just too exhausting for them, and they’re finding it a bit overwhelming.”
Seeing that Song Huaizhi was still smiling, she simply asked, "Teacher Song is like an immortal being, untouched by worldly affairs. He probably doesn't know the troubles of us ordinary people, right?"
"Miss Jiang Wan looks like a fairy descended from heaven. She shouldn't be considered an ordinary person."
Song Huaizhi made a teasing remark, but in his heart, he had already been stirred up by the other party's topic.
It would have been better if she hadn't brought it up, because the topic reminded Song Huaizhi of his past experiences of being passionately pursued by both men and women.
It happened a long time ago, but thinking about it again now still sends chills down my spine.
Then Song Huaizhi closed his eyes and said somewhat helplessly, "But I understand."
Seeing his slightly furrowed brows, Jiang Mian understood that the topic she had just brought up must have touched on some unpleasant memories.
So, you know, people only know how painful and unbearable something is after it happens to them.
After a brief silence, Song Huaizhi started the car: "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride."
Jiang Mian feigned reluctance, saying, "That would be too much trouble for you. I just want to avoid them. We can walk a little further ahead and then you can just put me down."
"Miss Jiang."
"Um?"
Song Huaizhi turned his head and his gaze fell on Jiang Mian's face.
The person who just moments ago looked like they'd suffered a terrible injustice has now switched to a smug expression: "I've told you this countless times, haven't I?"
"?"
"Your acting is really bad."
Song Huaizhi commented on each of her points: "For example, what you just said, 'It's too much trouble for you,' if you were really afraid of trouble, you wouldn't have dragged me away and insisted on getting into my car."
Jiang Mian silently thought to herself: I won't listen, I won't listen, you bastard chanting scriptures!
At the same time, she glared at him with a sharp look.
But Song Huaizhi pretended not to see it and continued to speak fearlessly: "And I've noticed that every time you use such polite words, it seems... emmm, how should I put it?"
The glare attack clearly did not deter the opponent.
Jiang Mian bluntly retorted, "If you don't know how to say it, then don't say it!"
"Very affected."
Almost the instant Jiang Mian finished speaking, Song Huaizhi blurted out his adjective.
Their eyes met, and silence fell once again.
After a long pause, Jiang Mian, her face full of exasperation, waved her little fist and said, "Teacher Song, do you want to die?"
She was smiling, but what she said was so simple and blunt.
"I told you, it's more comfortable to see the real you like this."
Although Song Huaizhi said that, his body language betrayed him. When he saw Jiang Mian raise her little fist, he subconsciously stepped back to the side.
But the space inside the carriage is only so big, so retreating further would be futile.
The two men were joking with each other without saying a word. Song Huaizhi dared to be so fearless simply because he saw that the other man's fist hadn't actually landed.
Even if it falls, it's okay. Those small, soft hands, even if they clench into fists, how much pain can they really hurt?
"snort!"
Jiang Mian snorted, revealing a touch of girlish sincerity.
Song Huaizhi raised an eyebrow: "Are you angry?"
"No!"
Jiang Mian turned her face away, silently telling herself.
After all, he was able to escape thanks to the other party, and now he's in someone else's car.
Even though this guy has a sharp tongue, I'll just have to put up with it for now.
"If you're not angry, then why are you making pig noises?"
Jiang Mian: "..."
Unable to bear it any longer, I turned around and saw the other person's face with a smile in the corner of their eyes.
"ah--!"
Jiang Mian roared, "I can't take it anymore! Song Huaizhi, you'd better die!"
Enraged, Jiang Mian disregarded the propriety of men and women touching each other at that moment and grabbed Song Huaizhi by the neck: "You're so foul-mouthed! Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a teacher!"
Since the other party doesn't know I'm a business school student anyway, I'll just go for it!
Jiang Mian's decision to take action was indeed somewhat unexpected for Song Huaizhi.
But judging from the force used, the other party was clearly just joking.
Despite the fact that fate had been seized by his throat, Song Huaizhi spoke with some difficulty, but this could not stop his indomitable spirit despite his physical disability.
Even at this moment, he still had to say, "You're pinching me, not hitting me, cough cough..."
"Song Huaizhi, you have OCD, don't you?!"
Jiang Mian feigned a fierce expression and said, "If you keep talking, I might really kill you!"
The boys in this world are so crazy that she can't even imagine!
Despite his domineering CEO-like appearance, He Yubai is incredibly ruthless when it comes to pursuing someone. He seizes every opportunity he can!
As for Zhou Ziyu, it seems that compared to Young Master He, he has become increasingly insignificant, so let's not discuss him.
Then there's this teacher, Ms. Song.
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