On the other side, after Xiao Yingying was taken away by the Education Bureau, Ling Moyi left the school clinic with the students from Class F.
Qin Beiming was about to follow, but Gu Tingbai suddenly popped up, took the lead, and caught up with Ling Mo's pace, even putting his arm around her shoulder.
Qin Beiming: "!!!"
Is Gu Tingbai itching for a beating?
Is she trying to steal Ling Mo's man by following him around all day?
Although he hasn't figured out yet whether his feelings for Ling Mo can be considered "liking," that doesn't mean he can tolerate Gu Tingbai putting his arm around her shoulder so intimately in front of him.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more uncomfortable he felt, but he dared not show it, for fear of accidentally losing his temper and angering her again.
After all, when Ling Mo gets angry, there's really nothing he can do.
Left with no other choice, he had to turn to Huo Yunting for help and hurriedly sent him a WeChat message.
【Ah Ting, if you saw your crush being seen with someone else's arm around her, what would you do?】
[Drag them home and throw them on the bed.]
Huo Yunting stubbed out his cigarette, replying to WeChat messages while glancing up at Song Xingwan, who was curled up at the foot of the bed.
After spending so many days with her, his patience had run out.
In the morning, he accidentally bumped into Song Xingwan chatting and laughing with the private trainer he had hired for her, and without saying a word, he dragged her back to the bedroom.
The methods were indeed a bit harsh, but they were effective.
After being intimidated by him, she will definitely remember to keep a certain distance from other men from now on.
【Ah Ting, you wouldn't treat Miss Song like this, would you?】
Qin Beiming frowned slightly, fearing that Huo Yunting might act recklessly and hurt Song Xingwan.
If Song Xingwan were to complain to Ling Mo, Ling Mo might hold a grudge against Huo Yunting because of him.
Thinking about it is one thing, doing it is another. When she cries, I'm at a loss.
Seeing Song Xingwan in tears, Huo Yunting had no choice but to give in.
He tossed his phone aside, then pulled out a newly bought washboard from under the bed, bent his knees, and knelt down on it steadily: "Don't cry, it's my fault."
Song Xingwan stared blankly at the washboard below his knees, looking somewhat surprised.
Realizing that he was apologizing to her, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
All the grievances poured out at once.
"Huo Yunting, why are you always like this? Does bullying me give you a sense of accomplishment?"
"You can call it a man's inherent weakness. Every time I see you laughing and talking with other men, I think about shooting them all."
Huo Yunting said this, but that was not what he really thought.
He admitted that his possessiveness towards Song Xingwan was somewhat strong, but it had not reached such an almost abnormal level.
The main reason why I can't control my emotions and do such abnormal things is because of a lack of security.
Song Xingwan may look very delicate, but she is actually very strong-willed.
That's why he was always afraid that his tough methods would eventually push her further and further away.
But if he didn't take a firm stance, would she obediently stay by his side?
For him, this situation was simply unsolvable.
"Huo Yunting, please let me go. We're just not a good match." Song Xingwan buried her head in her knees and said softly.
"You get some rest, I'll find you another personal trainer."
Huo Yunting ignored Song Xingwan's words, suddenly stood up, and strode out of the bedroom.
Song Xingwan turned her head and looked at his straight back, feeling a pang of sorrow in her heart.
She was aware of his feelings, and she was not entirely indifferent to them.
However, the hatred and resentment of family feuds stood between the two of them. How could she be as heartless as she was three years ago, clinging to him and mistaking her enemy for her benefactor?
But whenever she saw his dejected and downcast appearance, how could she feel any better?
Three years have passed, and everyone knows that Song Xingwan is Huo Yunting's taboo, a wound he cannot touch.
But no one knew that Song Xingwan had fallen in love with Huo Yunting at first sight.
Long before Huo Yunting realized his own feelings for her, she had already fallen deeply in love and was unable to extricate herself.
...
Qin Beiming frowned and lowered his eyes, staring intently at the WeChat message Huo Yunting sent. After a moment's thought, he deleted Huo Yunting's message, "Drag him home and throw him on the bed."
He dared not keep such lewd words.
If Ling Mo were to catch a glimpse of this one day, he might just fly into a rage.
Not far in front of him, Gu Tingbai was handing Ling Mo an iced soda while casually pointing at Ling Tian's posts on WeChat Moments, jokingly saying:
"Ling Tian is really funny. Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she still managed to post a selfie as a memento. If this had happened before WeChat Moments, wouldn't she have been suffocated? She wouldn't even be able to play the victim."
"If I can't post it on WeChat Moments, I can just spend some money to publish it in the newspaper and announce it to the world," Cheng Cheng joked with a smile.
"..."
Ling Mo remained silent, only then realizing that Cheng Cheng, who seemed so righteous and awe-inspiring, could be so sharp-tongued when he started to argue.
Just as I was about to go back to the classroom, I suddenly felt unbearable abdominal pain, dizziness, and the world spinning around me.
She instinctively gripped the can tightly in her hand, her body swayed, and she was thinking of going back to rest for a while when suddenly everything went black and she fainted.
Qin Beiming, who was still hesitating whether to chase after her, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw this. He couldn't care less about anything else, so he strode forward, pushed aside the two bewildered Gu Tingbai and Cheng Cheng beside Ling Mo, and picked her up in his arms.
Gu Tingbai was utterly astonished, staring blankly at Ling Mo, whose face was pale and lips were white, in Qin Beiming's arms, his voice filled with anxiety:
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