Chapter 160

Ruan Feiyue pours on ye meipan's arms: "Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't want to hurt my brother. I'm too afraid. Since Yunci was taken home, I'm afraid that she will take you all away. I know I'm not born. What if you don't want me..."

She cried miserably, every word bleeding.

Ye meipan really couldn't bear to blame and sighed: "well, mom understands your feelings. It's just that you've gone too far. Do you know how many people are laughing at our Ruan family now?"

Ruan Feiyue's tears splashed down and his voice was hoarse: "I'm very sorry. If everything can be done over again, I will never do it. My father and brother must hate me. I don't ask them to forgive me. Even if they beat me and scold me, I will suffer..."

Listening to the child's sincere words, ye meipan's heart is full of pain: "your father's temper is like this. He will come and go as soon as he says. As for Xi Chen, he has been doting on you since he was a child. He is certainly not willing to be angry with you. If you coax him more, there will be no overnight feud between brother and sister."

"Well, I listen to my mother..." Ruan Feiyue nodded his head hard, his eyes filled with tears, but there was no trace of sadness and regret.

Sure enough, as long as I cry, my mother can't bear to blame her.

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leave school.

Xia Beiqing walks into the teacher's office with an exercise book.

There was no one inside. The window seat was empty. Only one teacher was tidying up.

Xia Bei leaned against the door and asked coldly, "where's Mr. Shen?"

The teacher turned his head and looked at him: "Mr. Shen... Left long ago."

Xia Beiqing's black eyes narrowed

be gone?

It's been like this for days.

Is Shen Zhiyu hiding from him?

On the other side, the parking lot.

Shen Zhiyu raised his arm, pressed the key and went to the gray Mercedes Benz, ready to open the door.

All of a sudden, behind the sound of rapid footsteps.

He looked sideways, only to see a figure, head-on pressure toward himself.

Then there was a bang.

Xia Beiqing's hands were on the car, and Shen Zhiyu was locked in his arms.

Shen Zhiyu was surprised, and his coat on his arm fell to the ground. He pressed his back against the door. His normally quiet eyes flashed a little flustered: "what are you doing?"

Xia Bei tilts his eyes and stares at him deeply. Junyan is a little annoyed, and his voice is cold: "Mr. Shen, are you avoiding me?"

Shen Zhiyu is 180 years old, but Xia Beiqing is half a head higher than him. He is blocked by teenagers and can only twist his head slightly: "I just work normally. There is no saying that I'm avoiding you."

"OK, then I won't go around the Bush!" Xia Beiqing angrily pulled the collar, suddenly pinched Shen Zhiyu's chin, and forced him to look at himself: "Mr. Shen, you can't see it, I'm chasing you."

Shen Zhiyu's pupils are constricted, and a warm face is gradually occupied by consternation: "chase me?"

"What else? What do you think I waste time asking you about this broken English for every day? Are you free? " Xia Beiqing raised his lips and swept his aggressive eyes over Shen Zhiyu's face. Then, he slowly bent down to his ear: "Mr. Shen, I'm not interested in English, I'm interested in you."

Shen Zhiyu pushed him away and held the handle of the car door tightly. His eyes blinked: "don't make such a boring joke."