Chapter 13 Don't Bully Her From Now On
Facing the sudden malice, Meng Shiyi looked at Lin Shuang calmly, without any fear, and spoke with reason:
"First, I was the one sitting there first. Second, the campus isn't your private property. How could you possibly be eavesdropping? If you harbor any ill will towards me because of this, there's no need to do so."
Lin Shuang clenched his fists, his face looking extremely ugly.
That day, she finally mustered up the courage to go to He Xilou to discuss reconciliation.
In order to be with He Xilou, she would even abandon her self-respect and say things like "You can play with me however you want."
This was the most embarrassing and unbearable moment in Lin Shuang's life, but Meng Shiyi saw it with her own eyes.
This bitch!
Lin Shuang's voice became sharper and more aggressive. "Let me be frank. I've seen many innocent little girls like you. It's just a princess hug. You don't really think you're Cinderella in the fairy tale, do you?"
She was so angry that her teeth were itching. When she thought about He Xiluo actually carrying someone like a princess, a surge of anger surged in her heart.
Even when she was in love with He Xilou, He Xilou hardly had any physical contact with her.
Every time she mustered up the courage to take He Xilou's arm, she would be pushed away indifferently.
He Xilou will give her a lot of money, but what she needs is love!
"Let me kindly remind you, a man like He Xilou has slept with countless girls!"
After making such harsh remarks, Lin Shuang left in a rage and arrogance, like a proud and victorious rooster.
However, she didn't walk far before she suddenly stood still, a trace of panic in her eyes.
Lin Shuang took a step back uncontrollably, her voice trembling: "West Building..."
"Hey," He Xilou said casually with a playful look in his eyes, "Is it an unfortunate coincidence that I came?"
Lin Shuang's heart sank little by little.
Why is he here? How much did he hear?
He Xilou asked back with great interest: "Go on, I'm listening. How many women have I slept with?"
"West Tower, I..." Lin Shuang hesitated for a long time, almost crying in anxiety, but couldn't say a word.
She used to be known as a gentle, cool and talented woman, and in front of He Xilou she always looked elegant, intellectual and perfect.
This is the first time.
This was the first time he showed such a domineering and arrogant attitude.
In fact, she didn't know whether He Xilou had really done that kind of thing with other girls, but she just felt that He Xilou must be very good at playing, so she said that, deliberately provoking Meng Shiyi...
He Xilou chuckled softly, his voice indifferent and distant: "Wasn't what I said last time clear enough?"
Lin Shuang felt like her whole body was gradually breaking apart, and she begged anxiously:
"Xilou, can you give me another chance..."
He Xilou raised his eyelids and glanced at Lin Shuang with a look that was like a knife stabbing into her heart. He warned in a low voice:
"Don't bully her anymore."
He seemed to be supporting Meng Shiyi.
Lin Shuang was stunned for two seconds, then slowly opened her eyes wide, unable to believe that He Xilou would actually defend another girl.
She even saw disgust towards her in the man's eyes.
In an instant, Lin Shuang staggered, his chest heaving violently, and he could no longer hold on.
She turned around almost immediately and ran away in embarrassment.
Meng Shiyi walked absent-mindedly on the way back.
She didn't feel anything about Lin Shuang's provocation, but her mind was full of that sentence -
[A man like He Xilou, I don't know how many girls he has slept with.]
Meng Shiyi lowered her eyes, not paying attention to the road. As she walked, she bumped into the man's warm arms.
"Oh, sorry..."
Meng Shiyi lowered her head, apologized softly, and tried to avoid him.
The next second, the man grabbed Meng Shiyi's shoulders and brought her close to his side, very close to her, with a low, hoarse voice:
"Don't look at the road, Sister Poetry."
Meng Shiyi was stunned for two seconds and looked up when she heard the voice.
A tall and superior figure stood before her, its shadow almost covering her completely, carrying with it a faint, familiar and pleasant scent.
It’s He Xilou.
The sunlight shines through the branches of the sycamore tree, casting patches of light on the ground.
The man had sharp, strong brow bones and impeccable facial features. His eyes were slightly tilted upwards, adding a touch of charm and exuding a carefree and lazy aura.
Meng Shiyi's breathing stagnated slightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
The summer breeze rustled through the emerald green leaves, light and shadows swaying gently. The air was fresh and refreshing, with a hint of sultry heat.
He Xilou's arm lazily rested on Meng Shiyi's shoulder, pressing her in front of him and restraining her.
Meng Shiyi felt the man's burning body temperature and his hot breath, which lingered around her and penetrated every pore.
It’s really close, really close.
She was a little confused, "Brother Xilou..."
Meng Shiyi tightened her fingertips, pursed her lips, and quietly moved away, trying to keep some distance.
But He Xilou pushed him closer.
His casual voice gradually fell from above his head: "What are you hiding from?"
Meng Shiyi looked up and was caught off guard by the man's deep eyes. He was so close that she almost fell into them.
She heard her own heartbeat, beat after beat, very clearly.
Meng Shiyi couldn't stand his gaze at all and quickly gave in, tilting her head slightly: "No... I didn't."
He Xilou leaned towards her, a smile gradually appearing in his eyes:
"You're still saying no? Every time you see me you want to run away."
Meng Shiyi's heart skipped a beat and her face felt a little hot.
Her throat felt a little dry, and she changed the subject: "Brother Xilou, why are you here?"
He Xilou's eyes fell on her face and he raised his eyebrows slightly:
"It's fate."
Lu Shijie insisted on asking him to accompany him to the interview for the street dance club's recruitment today.
He thought it was boring, and when he came out, he saw a familiar little girl.
She was wearing a light-colored college-style long skirt and a side braid, looking pure and gentle, with a quiet and docile look, pure and sexy.
Meng Shiyi's skin is very white, porcelain white and crystal clear, like a touch of snow on a branch, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
He Xilou unconsciously approached her, intending to tease her, and deliberately lengthened his tone:
"Why, sister Shiyi doesn't want to see me?"
Meng Shiyi said softly: "No..."
She usually wants to see him but can't.
He Xilou's eyes darkened as he leaned slightly towards Shiyi, "What bad things did Lin Shuang say about me just now?"
Bad words?
Could it be that He Xilou was nearby just now?
Meng Shiyi was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly: "She said that you have been with many girls..."
Had sex.
Meng Shiyi didn't say the last three words.
He Xilou lazily raised his eyelids, approached her with a wicked smile, and spoke slowly and deliberately with a burning warmth:
"So, you think it's true?"
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