Chapter 2017： Win over

Chapter 2017 Victory

Despised by a kid younger than himself, Zhang Minghui, who was already grumpy, finally couldn't help but threw the book on the table and stood up.

Soon, he realized that it was right to stand.

Because he is taller than Mo Ziyi.

"I can read the book as much as I want, it's up to you."

Zhang Minghui glared at Mo Ziyi angrily, and threw the fact that he was Wen Jin’s relative out of Jiu Xiaoyun.

Zi Yi frowned, "What are you fierce, that scared Qingqing, I can't spare you."

"I’m pooh, you’re just a rich kid with a little money in your family. Don’t you think you’re proud? How can you not spare me? Can you beat me?"

Zhang Minghui felt that the little kid in front of him looked more and more unpleasant.

Bai has a handsome face.

Zi Yi shook his head and looked at Zhang Minghui with pity, "Are you mentally retarded? One hand is bandaged, and the other is swollen like a pig's head. You want to fight with me. Mo Ziyi never bullies the old, the weak, the sick."

What the **** is the old, weak, sick and disabled.

Zhang Minghui's face was blue with anger by Mo Ziyi, white and blue.

Qing Qing, who was sitting next to Zi Yi, glanced at Zhang Minghui with some fear, and gently grasped the corner of Zi Yi's clothes, "Brother."

Zi Yi smiled gently at her, "Qingqing is not afraid, let's watch my brother clean up the bad guys."

Zhang Minghui saw Zi Yi stand up and warned, "Boy, I beat you to tears in a while, you are not allowed to complain."

Zi Yi sneered, "I should tell you this, Zhang Minghui, if you are beaten to the ground by me, you will be my follower in the future. Will you dare to follow my orders?"

"What if you lose?"

Zhang Minghui asked back. He looked at Zi Yi. This little kid was more than half a head lower than him, and he was white and tender. With his experience in fighting since childhood, it is impossible to beat him.

Look at him like a rich man who has never suffered before, even if he is injured now, he can still be beaten to crying father and mother.

"You will soon know the consequences of a duel with me."

Zi Yi answered confidently.

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and said to Qingqing who was sitting on the sofa, "Qingqing, you are not allowed to come down here obediently. Brother will give you sweets for a while."

"Brother."

Qingqing blinked her big clear eyes and looked at Zi Yi anxiously.

Zi Yi touched her white face, gentle and patient, "Wait for my brother to accept this attendant."

The second uncle said last night that as long as he can subdue Zhang Minghui, he can put forward any conditions.

Zi Yi thought all night, whether to outsmart or use force.

I saw Zhang Minghui just now, and after speaking with him a few words, he decided to beat him all over the floor with force and find his teeth until he was convinced.

In another office, Wen Jin is drinking tea while watching videos.

Seeing the confrontation between Zi Yi and Zhang Minghui in his eyes, the corner of his mouth evokes a shallow arc.

Zi Yi and Zhang Minghui fought, one relied on the advantage of height, and the other relied on the foundation of his childhood.

Zhang Minghui might fight, but Zi Yi was strictly required by Mo Xiuchen since childhood, and Qingfeng and Qingyang didn't dare to release the water.

Zhang Minghui may not be his opponent.

What's more, Zhang Minghui is still injured.

So he was not worried at all, waiting for Zi Yi to subdue Zhang Minghui.

In his original office, Qingqing heard the sound of a fight. She grabbed the edge of the sofa and stood up. She lay on the sofa and looked over. She saw Zhang Minghui stepped on her feet by her brother.

One hand grabbed his collar, and looked at Zhang Minghui condescendingly like a king, Qing Qing was overjoyed, clapped innocently, and yelled happily, "Brother."

Just a few moves, Mo Ziyi defeated Zhang Minghui with a complete crush.

Hearing Qingqing calling her brother, Zi Yi raised her head and smiled at Qingqing, then looked at Zhang Minghui who was trampled under her feet, "Zhang Minghui, do you take it?"

Zhang Minghui's face flushed red, "I take it."

Although he gritted his teeth, Zi Yi let him go.

Never, Zhang Minghui, who got up from the ground, wanted to sneak attack while Zi Yi turned around, but Zi Yi avoided him and twisted his arm. Zhang Minghui suddenly screamed.

"I can't help myself."

Zi Yi snorted coldly, and threw away Zhang Minghui.

Zhang Minghui became unstable and fell to the ground again, looking at Mo Ziyi, who was calm and calm. He closed his eyes and really gave up, "I'm the one who speaks, and I will listen to you in the future."

Zi Yi walked to the sofa and hugged Qingqing, who stretched out his hands to ask him to hold him, "Brother, I'll peel you candy."

As he said, he took out a candy from his pocket, peeled off the sugar paper, and fed it to Qingqing’s mouth. Qingqing narrowed his eyes with a smile, and licked the candy with his tongue.

"Children can't eat sweets because they have bad teeth."

Zhang Minghui got up from the ground and walked towards Zi Yi and Qing Qing.

Zi Yibai glanced at him with an expression that you thought I didn’t understand. After Qingqing licked it twice, he threw the candy into his mouth.

"I just gave her a lick, not for her to eat."

Zhang Minghui widened his eyes, “You still eat if she licked it. There is saliva on it, which is very dirty.”

"You are only dirty, Qingqing is my future girlfriend, who will be my wife in the future, how could it be dirty. You have never been in a relationship before, don’t understand."

Zi Yi speaks in the end, without concealing his contempt.

Zhang Minghui's mouth twitched, girlfriend?

"You said just now, after you lose, just listen to me, right."

"Ok."

"Are you literate?"

Zi Yi glanced at the book he threw on the coffee table, and asked coldly.

"I am learning."

A trace of unnaturalness flashed in Zhang Minghui's eyes. In front of children younger than him, Zhang Minghui would still be embarrassed to admit that he was illiterate.

**

Jing Xiaocha coded for two hours. When she stood up to rest, she dialed Wen Jin's number.

She still feels worried about Zhang Minghui, especially Wen Jin said that he would introduce Zi Yi to Zhang Minghui as a teacher. If Zhang Minghui hurts Zi Yi, that would be a big deal.

The phone rang a few times, and Wen Jin’s voice came gently, "Hey."

"Brother Wen, Xiaohui didn't cause you trouble, right?"

Jing Xiaocha spoke caringly, in exchange for Wen Jin chuckled on the other side of the phone, "Don't worry, he has been subdued by Zi Yi, and he is willing to be Zi Yi's attendant. At this moment, he is working hard to complete Zi Yi's instructions to him. Task."

"really?"

Jing Xiaocha let out a long breath, finally letting go of the worry in her heart.

"Well, you don't need to worry anymore. If Zi Yi will help you in the future, he will be more obedient."

Zhang Minghui is a boy. Sometimes, using force is the most direct solution.

Although he is a few years older than Zi Yi, Zi Yi is very smart, and it is a good idea for Zhang Minghui to train him well since childhood.

"Brother Wen, I don't know how to thank you anymore."

Jing Xiaocha is of course happy that someone helped her take care of Zhang Minghui. Zhang Minghui has always misunderstood her. She is afraid that even if Zhang Minghui lives in her house and agrees to her treaty, she does not really want to learn well.

"When Zhang Minghui really learns well, it will not be too late for you to thank me again."

(End of this chapter)