“Because…” she paused deliberately near his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, “you are very handsome, and I like you very much.”
Jiang Ye's face turned completely red instantly.
He seemed to have been violated; his pale face flushed crimson, and he suddenly took several steps back, staring at her warily.
"You...you clearly like Luo Fan, what do you mean by saying these things to me?"
He pursed his lips and stared intently at her.
Nan Zhi Wan Er: "The literal meaning."
He's handsome, and she likes him?
Do you like his face?
But she had previously avoided him like the plague, afraid that others would find out they knew each other.
Especially Luo Fan...
She followed him around every day. Once, Luo Fan asked her if she knew him, and he heard her deny it.
They even disdainfully called him a hopeless scoundrel, utterly disgusting and rotten.
So what exactly is she trying to achieve with these words?
Is he trying to use him to anger Luo Fan?
Jiang Ye could only think of this reason, and he pursed his lips even tighter. "If you want to pursue Luo Fan, don't use me to upset him. He doesn't like you at all. Stop daydreaming."
Nanzhi hadn't expected him to think of so much.
However, she has already explained, and there's nothing she can do if he doesn't believe her.
She found a comfortable position to lie down, her abdomen still aching slightly, which reminded her of what she had heard in the rain yesterday.
"Why did the student from No. 2 Middle School hit you? Did you sleep with someone's girlfriend?"
She needed to find out clearly that if Jiang Ye's private life was messy, no matter how handsome he was, she wouldn't want to pursue him.
Jiang Ye's expression darkened further upon hearing her say "sleep".
He's not a child anymore, so he naturally knows what sleeping means.
Actually, there isn't a single guy who doesn't know this.
Some boys are even confused from elementary school onwards.
But she's a girl.
Isn't her mind filled with nothing but knowledge and Luo Fan?
Luo Fan doesn't like her, how did she know?
That's not right either. Even if Luo Fan doesn't like her, his lower body has nothing to do with his brain.
The thought of this possibility made his eyes even fiercer.
Do you know what sleeping means?
Nan Zhi smiled and said, "You just need to tell me whether we've kissed, touched, or slept together, and that's all."
She knew it after all.
Jiang Ye's tone was unfriendly: "What does this have to do with you?"
Nan Zhi leaned lazily against the pillow, her eyes fixed on him: "If you've done it, I won't like you anymore."
You don't like him?
What does he want her to like?
Thinking this, he couldn't help but say, "He didn't do anything. He deliberately used his girlfriend to get close to me and talk to me, hoping to find an opportunity to beat me up, slander me, and then become the boss of the entire South City."
After he finished speaking, he froze again.
Why did he explain so much to her?
Nanzhi nodded in satisfaction, "That's good, but you can't do it again in the future either."
Jiang Ye exploded like a lit firecracker, "What business is it of yours whether I can or not in the future?"
Nanzhi squinted: "Don't be so mean to your older sister."
"You're not my sister!"
"If you're any more aggressive, I'll call you Aunt Jiang."
Nan Zhi's casual remark significantly dampened Jiang Ye's arrogance.
He hated it most when Jiang's mother tried to control him; she was so nagging and wanted to control everything.
But they can't manage their own marriages.
Seeing that he was behaving a little better, Nanzhi had the urge to tease him, "Why don't you call me 'sister' and let me hear it?"
Jiang Ye turned and left. How could he possibly call her "sister"? Never in this lifetime.
But little did he expect that in the countless nights that followed, he would pester the girl to call him "sister."
Nanzhi couldn't help but smile as she looked at his increasingly red ear tips.
Although his favorability rating didn't fluctuate, his luck rating could still increase.
Moreover, his appearance was quite pleasing to her.
The key is that he's so young, only sixteen years old. He exudes youthful energy, yet he also has a slightly melancholic and dejected look that makes you want to bully him.
Outside, Jiang's mother kept apologizing to Nan's father and mother.
"I'm so sorry, it was my son Xiaoye's fault this time that caused Zhizhi to get injured. I'm willing to pay all medical expenses, including the cost of Zhizhi's tutoring during this period of missed school, as well as various nutritional expenses..."
Mr. and Mrs. Nan were not unreasonable people; on the contrary, they were very kind. Seeing how sincere Mrs. Jiang was, their attitude naturally softened.
"It's alright, let's not talk about compensation since we're close," said Nan's mother. "By the way, did your Xiao Ye say who hit him?"
“That guy just won’t say anything,” Jiang’s mother sighed. “He won’t even let me call the police.”
Jiang's mother gets angry whenever this is mentioned.
Jiang Ye, that kid, was born in the Year of the Ox. He has a stubborn and foul temper and is always causing trouble.
He wouldn't let her call the police, and Jiang's mother really didn't dare to, otherwise she would definitely ignore her in the future.
Sometimes she really felt powerless.
"How can we do that? Ono and Zhizhi are so badly injured. If we don't call the police, what if the other party escalates their actions next time?"
Nan's father disagreed and immediately took out his phone to call the police.
Before he could even dial, Jiang Ye's voice came from behind him, "No need to report it, it's useless anyway."
Those people are still minors, so even if the police are called, they won't face any substantial punishment.
There are rules to follow in the martial arts world.
Jiang Ye stretched his wrists and prepared to leave, but his mother, noticing something was wrong, quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
"bathroom."
Jiang Ye left without looking back.
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