Chapter 228
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"Stupidity has always been a crime! Don't use your self-righteous act of being good for me to make decisions for me! " Sheng Yize's tone was as cold as ice. "I know my own body the best. As for the basketball match, I can participate if I want to. It's none of your business!"
An Xiaxia's eyes reddened instantly.
She knew she was stupid. She tried so hard to do a small thing, but she didn't expect to be denied so easily.
Was it wrong to care about him?
She felt her eyes moisten. She felt that if she said another word to Sheng Yize, she would die from sadness.
Without saying another word to Sheng Yize, she walked to the bus stop without a word, got on a bus home, and left just like that.
Sheng Yize froze on the spot for a moment. He clenched and unclenched his fists a few times before finally getting on the bus.
The middle-aged driver wanted to say something but stopped himself. He wanted to persuade Sheng Yize, but he was afraid of losing his job. In the end, he didn't dare say anything.
Sheng Yize seemed to have heard his thoughts and ordered calmly, "Follow that bus."
The middle-aged driver let out a long sigh of relief. Thank goodness, even if they fought, his young master was still concerned about Miss An!
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On the bus.
The bus was especially crowded today. There was barely enough space to stand, let alone empty seats.
An Xiaxia finally found an empty spot. She tiptoed and grabbed the handrail, starting to think about the conflict between her and Sheng Yize.
He's so angry … Is it because I hurt his pride?
An Xiaxia felt that her original intention was right, but she used the wrong method.
Hmm... Should she explain it to him when she got home?
As the bus drove on the road, a bespectacled man standing next to An Xiaxia looked around with his small eyes. When no one was looking, he leaned against An Xiaxia.
An Xiaxia thought it was too crowded, so she moved to the side. She didn't expect the bespectacled man to squeeze in again, his hands reaching out towards her thighs...
What the f * ck, did she touch a pervert's hand?
An Xiaxia shouted, "Hey, uncle, where are you putting your hands?"
The people on the bus heard the commotion and looked over.
The bespectacled man froze for a moment, but quickly retorted, "There are so many people, isn't it normal to squeeze you? What are you yelling about? You're just a middle school student who hasn't developed properly. Do you think I'll take advantage of you? "
Such a shameless face made An Xiaxia conclude that he was definitely a repeat offender!
"First, even if you want to squeeze, you don't have to put your hand on someone else's leg, right? Second, I'm a high school student, not a junior high school student! Third, you damn pervert! Die! "
After scolding her fiercely, the bespectacled man flew into a rage out of humiliation and scolded, "B * tch! Little bitch! "
An Xiaxia was furious. Thinking that she was also an invincible figure on the Internet, she immediately quarreled with the man in glasses.
Some of the onlookers shouted unhappily, "If you want to quarrel, get off the bus and quarrel! Stop annoying me! Do you think it's easy to work all day? I'm so tired, and I still have to listen to your noise. "
An Xiaxia's face was flushed with anger. Just then, the bus stopped at the stop. The driver helplessly announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, please respect the order of the bus and get off!"
Helpless, An Xiaxia and the bespectacled man got out of the car together.
As soon as they got off, the bespectacled man showed his ferocity and pushed An Xiaxia hard.
In the Porsche not far away, Sheng Yize said domineeringly, "Uncle Wang, it's that guy. Hit him!"
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