Fang Yan hadn't forgotten the kick Duan Yunfei received at Guanyin Lake.
Normally, Duan Yunfei could take on twenty of them by himself, but this woman kicked him far away.
He was scared!
"Ninth Brother! Ninth Brother!"
He moved along the wall in dialect, calling out "Situ Ming" in his mouth.
Zhao Xiaoyue picked up an apple from the table, leaned back leisurely in her chair, snapped it in half with her bare hands, and put one half into her mouth with a cool look in her eyes.
Situ Ming carried a plate of stir-fried pork and a plate of garlic vermicelli scallops out of the kitchen.
He took off his apron and grabbed two small bowls of rice. "Eat up!"
When Situ Ming came out, Zhao Xiaoyue immediately changed her expression and became an obedient child.
dialect:"?"
No, isn't he human?
"Ninth Brother, where's my food? There are only two dishes? It's not enough for the three of us!"
Besides, when did Ninth Brother learn to cook? And he does it quite well!
"Is that your phone on the coffee table? Number 58 made thirteen calls."
After saying that, Situ Ming used serving chopsticks to pick up a scallop for the little girl.
"This is a new dish I learned to make. Try it and see how it tastes."
The dialect felt superfluous.
He stormed out with his phone and car keys in a huff.
Zhao Xiaoyue slurped up a scallop, "Number fifty-eight?"
Situ Ming glanced at the curious person and said, "Fang Yan's fifty-eighth girlfriend."
Goodness gracious, isn't this guy some kind of J-20 among stud pigs?
"Tsk tsk, I've finally met a real-life scumbag!"
Ah-woo, ah-woo, I'll eat two more bowls of rice.
"How long have you been here?"
After wiping her mouth, Zhao Xiaoyue took the hawthorn water from Situ Ming and drank a few sips.
Burp~
Perfect!
"I've been here for several days. When I left, I didn't think about where I wanted to go. I just randomly boarded a train. I didn't expect it to be heading north. I bought my ticket on the train."
The boy opposite him raised an eyebrow, silently adding in his mind, "Fate has destined you to be mine."
"I'll take you to Yenching University this afternoon to familiarize yourself with it."
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes lit up. "Sure, will it bother you?"
"Ha, just tell me if you're going or not!"
Zhao Xiaoyue nodded, "Go, go, go."
Situ Ming's expression was serious. "You're not allowed to drink alcohol anymore, especially when there are other people around. You don't know who's a ghost and who's a god."
The little girl, with her long hair flowing down her back, listened attentively to him.
"None of them are easy to deal with. You've only met him a few times, yet you dare to shield him from drinks?"
Zhao Xiaoyue buried her head in her hawthorn juice, and the way she scolded people really resembled a patriarch.
Do you know?
Zhao Xiaoyue smiled ingratiatingly, "Hehe, I know, I know, thank you for bringing me back, big brother."
*
I couldn't go to Yenching University because Min'er had an accident.
Zhao Xiaoyue received a call from the Shanghai Public Security Bureau and was preparing to take a car with Situ Ming to visit Yenching University.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Zhao Xiaoyue?"
Zhao Xiaoyue frowned as she glanced at the phone number. "Yes!"
"Here's the thing, you know Zhu Min'er, right? She's currently being held at the Chengnan Police Station and asked us to call you."
Zhao Xiaoyue tensed up. "What did you say? When did this happen?"
"Could you please find a lady to calm my friend down? I'll go see her in about seven hours."
Zhao Xiaoyue hung up the phone. "Brother Ming, I'm going back to Haishi. I'll come see you when school starts."
He had already walked out the door as he spoke.
“I have a private jet; it takes three hours to get to Haishi, and we can go back together.”
Along the way, Zhao Xiaoyue dialed Zhang Xiaomeng's number, "I'll give you two hours to find out what's going on with Zhu Min'er. Drive to Sangjing Villa in three hours."
After saying that, she hung up and then dialed Hou Taotao's number. "Hou Taotao, find two people to hold down the bodyguard assigned to Min'er and throw him into the basement. He'll be there in three hours."
Sitting beside her, Situ Ming could clearly feel Zhao Xiaoyue's powerful and decisive aura.
"Which one was Min'er last time?"
Zhao Xiaoyue said with a sullen face, "The soft and sweet one, the police said she stabbed a grown man, and the other party was a prominent figure."
At this point, Zhao Xiaoyue sneered, "Ha, they're obviously bullying Min'er!"
Min'er huddled in a corner of the detention center, trying to curl herself into a ball, burying her face in her arms for comfort.
She would tremble occasionally, clutching her clothes tightly; she dared not cry.
When Zhao Xiaoyue arrived, she saw Min'er trembling.
"Min'er?"
Min'er looked up as she asked a question. The guard opened the door, and Zhao Xiaoyue strode in and hugged the still trembling person.
Despite it being the height of summer, Min'er felt as if she were in the dead of winter, so cold that her bones ached.
"Xiaoyue, I... I didn't kill anyone! I acted in self-defense, in self-defense! Waaah, I'm so scared! Xiaoyue!"
Zhao Xiaoyue suppressed her irritability and gently coaxed, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here. I'll take you back to your apartment."
With tears welling up in her eyes, Min'er asked pitifully, "Is it okay? They said I'll go to jail."
"That's nonsense. Whoever is spouting this rubbish, I'll tear them apart."
She patted Min'er on the back reassuringly, "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll hold up the sky if it falls."
After Situ Ming made some arrangements, he bailed Min'er out.
Min'er was trembling all over.
Zhao Xiaoyue tossed her little jacket into Situ Ming's arms, then picked up Min'er and carried her out.
Situ Ming's eyes immediately darkened. Was the little girl being too nice to this Min'er?
He quickened his pace to follow Zhao Xiaoyue, wondering what his place was in the heart of the foxtail grass.
Zhang Xiaomeng was no longer the carefree, smiling man he used to be; he was tense all over.
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