But Xiao Ling’s refusal met a glance from Yan Xingwei, who threatened him fiercely.

Xiao Ling quickly lay down in fright, holding his breath.

“Are you trying to scare Xiao Ling to death?”

Jie Laming had the urge to hit Yan Xingwei. In Jie Laming’s eyes, a B was supposed to be cherished instead of being bullied.

“It’s none of your business, big uncle.”

Yan Xingwei was not a pushover, so he impatiently replied Jie Laming, who got so angry that he almost stopped the car.

“Big uncle? Brat, I’m not much older than you. Why do you call me Uncle?”

“Damn it. This brat is bold.”

Jie Laming was pissed off. If Luo Sen had not been in the car, he would have kicked Yan Xingwei off the car long ago.

Luo Sen rolled his eyes at Jie Laming. He wondered why Jie Laming got so angry with being called big uncle.

“I don’t want to argue with this brat, but he is so arrogant that I can’t bear with him, my wife.”

Jie Laming felt aggrieved.

Yan Xingwei was indeed unruly, and Luo Sen saw it.

He looked up at Xiao Ling and said, “Let’s swap the place.”

When Xiao Ling hesitated, Yan Xingwei suddenly looked up and said coldly, “I didn’t do anything to him. Why do you bother?”

‘Damn it. They sound like I am bullying Xiao Ling. Am I really doing that?’

Yan Xingwei looked at Xiao Ling, who leaned against the door in panic with a pale face.

Yan Xingwei was furious. “Do you think I will swallow you? What are you afraid of?”

He got unusually irritated, and even he himself didn’t know why.

He was thinking of getting along well with Xiao Ling, but he got raged somehow when Xiao Ling looked at him as if he was a monster.

“Do you really think you haven’t done anything to him just now?” Luo Sen said coldly.

Although Luo Sen disliked men like Jie Laming who kept pestering him shamelessly, he hated brats like Yan Xingwei who tended to lose temper without considering others.

Yan Xingwei finally knew that he scared Xiao Ling, but he felt frustrated that Xiao Ling was scared of him every time they met.

“Fine! I’ll get out of the car!”

Yan Xingwei kicked the car door impatiently, and made a loud noise. Meanwhile, tears rolled down Xiao Ling’s eyes like water running out of a broken tap.

“I should get out of the car, I should…” Xiao Ling sobbed. He felt that Yan Xingwei hated him, so he didn’t want to stay there to annoy him.

Jie Laming was angry, but he felt helpless. After all, they were too young. When he was at Yan Xingwei’s age, he even drugged Luo Sen and slept with him.

“Do you think this is a bus? Stay put and calm down.”

Yan Xingwei and Xiao Ling got quiet. One was sobbing, and the other frowned irritably.

Luo Sen sighed, thinking the two young men were being difficult. However, he wasn’t in the position to intervene, so he ignored them.

Jie Laming and Luo Sen thought that Yan Xingwei would definitely lose his temper soon, but they were wrong. After half an hour, Xiao Ling got tired from the crying and fell asleep.

They were surprised to see Yan Xingwei put Xiao Ling’s head on his shoulder so that Xiao Ling could lean against him.

He did it silently with an impassive look, but Jie Laming and Luo Sen smiled when seeing this.

This brat spoke one way and behaved in another.