After taking a shower and changing into her school uniform, Lan Shuang tied her hair while walking towards the living room. "I'll get my hair cut when I get back from school today."
Mu Yan put the food on the table and raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Because of the school's requirements?"
Lan Shuang shook her head. "Not really. The Dean of Studies is too lazy to take care of me anymore. It's mainly because it's inconvenient. Long hair is hard to manage and wash. I sweat a lot now, and if I don't wash it, my hair becomes oily, which is too uncomfortable. I have to blow-dry it after washing, otherwise it won't dry easily. It's a waste of time. I'd rather sleep in a little longer if I have that time."
Mu Yan was convinced, "Okay, then I'll pick you up after school to get your hair cut."
"Okay, thank you, brother."
Lan Shuang smiled and sat down at the table, looking at the table full of delicious breakfast. Unfortunately, she chose the ones with lower calories.
Mu Yan has followed her through so many worlds. From a young master who had never done housework to a good family man with superb cooking skills, the change is huge, but he enjoys it.
After dinner, Mu Yan drove Lan Shuang to school. It was only 7:40 when they arrived. Mu Yan handed Lan Shuang the schoolbag and then casually put his hands in his trouser pockets. "Go ahead, study hard, and call me if you have any problems."
"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself. Go back quickly and don't be late for work."
Lan Shuang waved at him, and Mu Yan smiled and nodded in response.
He watched Lan Shuang's back gradually disappear in the tree-shaded campus. He turned around and was about to return to the car when he caught a glimpse of a few familiar Shamatte guys entering the alley of the snack street opposite.
Mu Yan narrowed his eyes, turned around and followed.
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"hiss--"
Zhou Yihe touched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but curse under his breath. Han Yiran looked at him and frowned and asked, "What's wrong with your mouth?"
Several boys nearby also looked over. Zhou Yihe took out a lighter and a cigarette, lit it up, and started smoking. After blowing out a puff of smoke, he said impatiently, "My mom slapped me when I got home yesterday."
Han Yiran's eyes widened: "Why did she hit you? Is she crazy?"
"She said I didn't study all day and was just stirring up trouble. She even said she'd break my legs if it happened again. Bah, what a fucking bad luck! That Lan Shuang, what a piece of shit!"
Zhou Yihe's eyes were full of hatred. If Lan Shuang was in front of him, he would definitely tear her to pieces alive.
Han Yiran's face darkened at the mention of Lan Shuang. "This is the first time I've been to the police station in my life. I think the school knows about it too. My mom scolded me a few times. When I go to school today, Old Zhu will definitely scold me again. I'll have to make a self-reflection and will definitely be punished. It's so annoying. Lan Shuang is fine, but I can't swallow this anger."
"Who can swallow this? I almost broke my hand writing the 3,000-word self-review yesterday."
One boy said, "How about we block her again today?"
Han Yiran's eyes lit up: "How boring is fighting? What if she calls the police again? I have an idea."
"What?" Zhou Yihe turned his head to look at her, his eyes looking a little fierce in the smoke.
"I'll have someone lead her to the women's restroom. There's no surveillance near the women's restroom in the old teaching building, so we'll lock her in there..."
Han Yiran excitedly talked about his revenge plan, completely unaware that someone at the entrance of the alley could hear everything clearly.
Mu Yan curled his lips with a forced smile, his glasses covering the dark look in his eyes. He slowly rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, raised his eyes and casually glanced at the corners around him. Well, there were no cameras.
Just when Zhou Yihe and his companions reached an agreement and were laughingly discussing where to go for a meal to celebrate after the success of their plan, the light at the entrance of the alley was blocked by someone, casting a long shadow.
"Who?" Zhou Yihe was facing the alley entrance. He was the first to look up when he noticed something was wrong. He had a cigarette in his mouth and looked very arrogant and really wanted a beating.
Mu Yan didn't answer and walked in step by step.
The black leather shoes were clean and tidy, making a slight sound when they stepped on the ground, as if they were stepping on the tip of people's hearts, revealing a sense of nobility that was out of place here.
Han Yiran and the others turned around when they heard the voice and were all stunned.
Did this person come to the wrong place?
As Mu Yan got closer, his outline gradually became clearer. Han Yiran's eyes lit up, and she coughed lightly, asking in a rare ladylike manner, "Handsome, are you passing by?"
Mu Yan's gaze, through his gold-rimmed glasses, fell on Zhou Yihe with a faint, oppressive feeling that could not be ignored. "You still refuse to change."
Zhou Yihe was stunned by the scolding. Then, he took the cigarette out of his mouth and pinched it between his fingers in frustration. He pointed at Mu Yan and asked nonchalantly, "Who do you think you are? Fuck, tell me again?"
Mu Yan rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, revealing a section of skin with obvious blue veins, which made him look very powerful.
Han Yiran pursed her lips, moved closer to Zhou Yihe and whispered, "He looks tough, let's just forget it, okay?"
Zhou Yihe was actually a little scared. Apart from anything else, this man was a head taller than him.
He has to look up to everyone he meets, so he loses in terms of momentum, and the harsh words he says are just to save face.
After hearing what Han Yiran said, he also wanted to back out, but his brothers were all watching, so he couldn't open his mouth and could only bite the bullet and look at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan glanced at Han Yiran and said, "I don't hit girls, but you are an exception. You have crossed my bottom line."
He raised his hand and made a gesture in front of Han Yiran. Han Yiran didn't see it clearly and didn't understand what it meant. She just felt her stomach suddenly hurt, a piercing pain. Her face turned pale in an instant, and she curled up on the ground gasping for breath.
Zhou Yihe's eyes widened when he saw this scene: "Fuck, what did you do?"
The other boys also looked at him with some fear.
"Now it's your turn." A dark light surged in Mu Yan's eyes. Zhou Yihe felt a chill on his back and wanted to run. However, the next moment he bumped into an invisible wall, and blood started to flow from his nose.
The other boys didn't brake in time and crashed into the car as well. For a while, the sound of "bang bang bang" was endless.
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