Chapter 58
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Quan Jue stopped in his tracks and looked at Xu Ye indifferently.
The two of them were about the same height, and Quan Jue was only a head taller than Xu Ye.
The two of them stood facing each other. Their unyielding aura seemed to have materialized, causing the surrounding air to seem to have slowed down.
"Quan Jue, you're so cool." Xu Ye's lips curled into an unruly smile, but there was no hint of a smile in his eyes. His gaze was filled with provocation as he stared at Quan Jue.
Quan Jue curled his lips lazily, looking nonchalant as if he didn't care about Xu Ye at all. "Not as cool as you."
"Why are you so f * cking arrogant?" Xu Ye was already suppressing his anger. Now, Quan Jue's nonchalant attitude had completely infuriated him. He reached out and grabbed Quan Jue's collar.
"Xu Ye, let go!" At this moment, Chi Jiao ran over with a pale face.
Her doe eyes glared at Xu Ye like an enraged little cub.
Without waiting for Xu Ye to let go, Quan Jue pried his fingers off one by one and slowly tidied his collar.
Xu Ye felt inexplicably guilty under Chi Jiao's gaze. He coughed dryly and said, "I have no intention of hitting him. Why are you so nervous?"
She was so protective of Quan Jue. If he didn't know that Quan Jue was the adopted son of the Chi family and her brother in name, he would have thought that there was something between them.
Chi Jiao ignored Xu Ye and reached out to grab Quan Jue's wrist. Then, she dragged him past Xu Ye and strode forward.
Quan Jue felt that Chi Jiao's hand on his wrist was shockingly hot.
He couldn't help but be stunned as he allowed her to drag him forward.
When Xu Ye saw Chi Jiao dragging Quan Jue away, he stood rooted to the ground in a daze for a moment. Then, he kicked the trash can by the roadside.
The trash can was actually made of metal. It hurt so much that Xu Ye's handsome face instantly changed shape.
F * ck, even the trash can angered him when he was unlucky!
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As Chi Jiao dragged him to the school entrance, more and more people passed by. Quan Jue seemed to have suddenly realized something and flung her hand away.
He used a little too much force, and Chi Jiao was caught off guard.
Then, Chi Jiao felt a sharp pain in her stomach.
Quan Jue, who had just taken two steps, caught a glimpse of her squatting down while holding her stomach from the corner of his eye. He suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"What's wrong?" Quan Jue asked with a frown.
"My stomach hurts." Chi Jiao looked up at Quan Jue, who had walked back to her.
The girl squatted there, looking like a small ball.
Her innocent doe eyes were wet and she looked extremely pitiful.
Only then did Quan Jue notice that Chi Jiao's face was so pale that it was almost transparent. Even her lips were colorless.
"What a delicate girl," Quan Jue said in annoyance.
Immediately after, he bent down and gently carried Chi Jiao up from the ground.
In an instant, the clean fragrance of the young man's body mixed with his faint body fragrance wafted into Chi Jiao's nose, causing her mind to go blank for a moment.
When the passersby saw Quan Jue carrying Chi Jiao, they all turned to look at the two of them.
Feeling the soft ball in his arms, Quan Jue's handsome face blushed.
"I'll take you to the infirmary. Behave yourself and don't move," he said coldly to the girl in his arms. He said coldly to the girl in his arms. His eyes did not dare to look at the person in his arms. Instead, he looked straight ahead.
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