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In the past few years at the Ye family, Ye Yi Hang had changed so much that Shen Qing'er was a little confused.

Shen Qing'er got off the car uneasily, looking at the luxurious school entrance and feeling a little scared.

"Brother Yuhang, do I really have to go to school here?"

Looking at the luxurious cars that were parked in front of the school and the girls of the same age entering and exiting, regardless of their clothes or attire, it could be seen that all of them were rich people's eldest miss.

This feeling of incompatibility was a little hard for Shen Qing'er to adapt to.

Seeing Shen Qing'er's somewhat timid expression, the corner of Ye Yi's mouth rose.

Qing'er, don't worry, the love of the Ye Family will not lose to anyone here, and you don't have to get used to it just because your classmates are from big families. From now on, I will personally send you to school every day, and even if I have something to do, I can't, Uncle Lin will arrange for a driver to send you to school. Most importantly, all the students here were girls. He did not need to worry that Shen Qing Er would come into contact with other boys.

From the moment he found out that he was in love with this little brat, Ye Yi Hang was determined to give Shen Qing'er the best, including education and food.

He would let her grow up in the best possible environment, and then he would become his best, most beautiful, and biggest bride.

Seeing the encouraging look in Ye Yi Hang's eyes, Shen Qing'er took a deep breath and nodded.

"I got it, Brother Yidan. Don't worry, I'll be going in."

Shen Qing Er smiled and took large strides towards the school gate. Suddenly, a black Mercedes-Benz brushed past Shen Qing Er's body and stopped at the school gate.

Shen Qing'er exclaimed and instinctively fell backwards.

"Qing'er, be careful."

Ye Yi Hang's eyebrows tightened, he had already reached out and pulled Shen Qing'er, who was still in shock, into his embrace. Looking at the frightened Shen Qing'er, he asked in panic, "Are you alright? Are there any injuries? "

"It's okay, I'm fine." Shen Qing'er exhaled a breath of air. Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation on her arm. It was only then that she realised that the car that had swept by had still scratched her arm.

Ye Yi Hang noticed the bruise on Shen Qing'er's hand. His dark eyes suddenly contracted, and the muscles on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but contract.

"You're injured, I'll take you to the hospital." His words and actions all revealed a heartache and anger.

"It's fine, it's fine." Shen Qing'er saw the pain in Ye Yi Hang's eyes and hurriedly shook her head, "Brother Yu Hang, I'm fine, I don't need to go to any hospital."

Ye Yihang looked at the abrasion on Shen Qing'er's snow-white arm, and a few drops of blood seeped out. An angry expression appeared between his handsome brows, and he directed his gaze towards the car parked at the school gate.

He let go of Shen Qing'er and suddenly spat out two words in anger. "Bastard."

Before Shen Qing'er could recover her wits, what was Ye Yi Hang planning to do? He saw Ye Yi Hang frown as he strode towards the black Mercedes-Benz. Peng! He fiercely punched the window of the Mercedes-Benz.

"Bastard, get out of the car. How did you drive?"

The loud noise immediately attracted the attention of the passersby.

The man inside the car was shocked. He opened the door, got out, and asked angrily.

"What is it? What for? Do you know how expensive this car is? If it breaks down, can you keep me company? "

Before he finished his sentence, he had already grabbed the collar of Ye Yi Hang's shirt and pulled him out of the car.

The man jumped in fright. He raised his head and was about to curse when his eyes met with a pair of cold and angry eyes. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"You … What are you doing? "

"What are you doing?"

"What am I going to do?"

Ye Yi Hang frowned. A terrifying fire of anger flashed across his cold eyes.

"Did you know that you almost bumped into someone just now?"

"Hit someone?" The man looked at Shen Qing'er and asked, "Isn't she fine?"

"Are you alright?" Ye Yihang's dark eyebrows creased even tighter, "It's fine. Look at her arm. It's already bleeding from wiping it, and you're still saying that it's fine."

Ye Yi Hang grabbed the man's shirt with one hand and raised his fist high in the air. He really wanted to punch that bastard who almost bumped into Shen Qing'er.

"Brother Yuhang, don't be like this! I'm fine! I'm really fine!"

Shen Qing'er saw Ye Yi Hang's furious expression. With his temper, if he didn't stop Ye Yi Hang, he might really beat him up.

Shen Qing'er ran over and hugged Ye Yi Hang's fists, her face full of anxiety.