After two days of rest, Xiangyang recovered her energy and could jump again. She couldn''t wait to return to school. She wanted to have class for the first time. It was really boring to be at home alone, not to mention that she didn''t want to face her father every day.

    In the corridor of the school, Xiang Yang listened with a smile. Xu Di told her what had happened these days.

    ……

    "The bastard who caused you to fall was seriously warned by the school, but..." Xu Di talked endlessly, but stopped and looked at Xiangyang hesitantly.

    Xiangyang gave Xu Di a puzzled expression and asked, "why don''t you continue? But what? "

    Xu diton still opened his mouth and said, "but I skipped class that day and saw your sister passing through the backyard woods of the campus. She was with the man who deliberately tripped you."

    Xiangyang was surprised when she heard this. She opened her lips slightly, paused for a moment and said, "my sister may have just met that person at school."

    Xu Di saw that Xiang Yang didn''t respond. He just thought he was thinking too much, so he went on talking about all kinds of gossip in the school.

    Xiangyang is in no mood to continue listening at the moment. Her mind is full of questions. What does her sister do to see the man who tripped her?

    Xiangyang thought again: my sister has always loved her. Maybe my sister is warning that person. Thinking of this, Xiang Yang felt much more comfortable. When he looked up, he found that they had arrived at the door of the classroom.

    I don''t know if it''s Xiangyang''s illusion. Everyone looks at her with strange eyes, a little ambiguous and a little exploration. Xiangyang feels as if he has returned to the day when he was stigmatized as a mistress kept by others. He is depressed and has no intention to go to class again. He simply sees the right time to skip class.

    On the street, Xiangyang didn''t know where to go and simply walked into a Starbucks. She held a cup of snow top, looked at the crowd outside the window, drank a cup of coffee and sighed with satisfaction. It''s really rare to be quiet.

    At this time, the chair opposite Xiangyang was pulled open and sat down. Xiangyang turned to look at the past and couldn''t help taking a deep breath.

    Xiangyang raised a false smile and said, "what can I do for you, miss?"

    Yang Feifei looked at Xiangyang with disgust, turned a big white eye, turned her head to the side and said, "I''m different from you. I''m not a young lady. I have a regular career."

    Xiangyang understood Yang Feifei''s sarcasm between the lines and couldn''t help laughing. This sarcasm was really childish. Xiangyang then tilted his head and stared at Yang Feifei with interest and said, "your formal career is thigh dancing?" Xiangyang paused when he said this. He suddenly remembered a word that Yang Feifei had mentioned, and then continued: "it''s still called godfather?"

    Yang Feifei was so angry that she clenched her teeth and the powder on her face fell down. She said word by word: "I, don''t, want, follow, you, waste, talk!" After a pause, he stroked his chest, which floated up and down quickly because of his shortness of breath, and said word by word: "it doesn''t matter if the gray haired sparrow wants to climb a high branch, but Jiang Yuanzhou, you, climb, no, go up!"

    Xiang Qingfen''s lips were slightly open, and a clear male voice sounded from behind her.

    "She doesn''t need to climb a high branch at all. Instead, it''s you, Yang Feifei. Even if you try your best to climb to my bed, I won''t hesitate to throw you down." Jiang Yuanzhou said to Yang Feifei with his handsome and cold face. The bottom of his eyes is endless cold, like a millennium spring.

    Xiangyang was suddenly lifted up by a force and calmed down. She was already in Jiang Yuanzhou''s arms.

    Xiangyang did not resist and let Jiang Yuanzhou pull her away from the cafe. In the short time from the cafe to the car outside the street, Xiangyang''s face turned red to the root of his ears, like a ripe shrimp.

    The heavy false eyelashes on Yang Feifei''s eyelids in the cafe could not hide the hatred in her eyes. She clung to the ribbon of the rose Gucci bag on her leg with her hands. Her eyes stared round, her red lips moved, and whispered, "Xiangyang, wait for me!" With that, Yang Feifei stood up, slammed the door and walked towards a red Ferrari.

    On the other side of the street, a black Maybach drove slowly aimlessly. In the car sat a cold man and a beautiful girl, Jiang Yuanzhou and Xiang Yang.

    Xiangyang''s heart is complicated at the moment. She lowers her head and fiddles with the wide seat belt with her slender fingers, thinking about recent things.

    Last time Jiang Yuanzhou rushed up to save her, she was really grateful, but this time even if Jiang Yuanzhou defended her, Yang Feifei found her because of Jiang Yuanzhou.

    Jiang Yuanzhou silently turned the steering wheel and drove as slowly as possible. He turned his head and looked at Xiangyang. The girl sat there quietly.

    Looking at Xiangyang''s soft face, Jiang Yuanzhou thought of the blurred night. He suddenly felt his lips a little dry and sipped his thin lips.

    Xiangyang sat there thinking more and more. She remembered all kinds of troubles brought to her by Jiang Yuanzhou. She began not to want to stay alone with Jiang Yuanzhou.

    Xiangyang looked at the dark sky outside the window, turned back, bit his lips and said to Jiang Yuanzhou, "I want to go home."

    Jiang Yuanzhou turned his head and looked vaguely. Xiangyang nodded at her.

    ……

    On an unknown path to Xiangjia house, a dazzling orange light came. With a rapid brake sound, a black Maybach stopped in the middle of the road.

    Jiang Yuanzhou looked coldly at a flat headed man standing calmly in front of the car with an iron swing stick, and more than a dozen people like local ruffians appeared in the dark behind the man.

    "Dong Dong -" the man knocked on the front of Jiang Yuanzhou''s car, waved to him and said, "come down, you, let''s talk about something."

    Jiang Yuanzhou was never afraid of things, but Xiangyang was also here. He looked at Xiangyang anxiously and left the girl in the car. He might as well take it with him. Jiang Yuanzhou thought well, turned to Xiangyang and said, "you must follow me later."

    Before Xiangyang answered, Jiang Yuanzhou stuffed his mobile phone into Xiangyang''s hand and said, "send our location to this person. I''ll go next to you and you''ll come down."

    Xiangyang looked at Jiang Yuanzhou''s burning eyes, clenched his mobile phone and nodded.

    Jiang Yuanzhou smiled at Xiangyang, then turned his face and stared at the man. His face suddenly got off the car. His cold all over made people want to escape. Jiang Yuanzhou just stared at the flat headed man and slowly walked to Xiangyang''s car. When he opened the door and stretched out his hand to pick up Xiangyang, his cold all over dissipated again.

    Xiangyang looked at Jiang Yuanzhou anxiously and nodded at him, indicating that he had done what he said.

    Jiang Yuanzhou closely protected Xiangyang behind him and slowly walked forward. His tall and straight body exuded an inviolable breath.

    The flat headed man looked at Jiang Yuanzhou, who was so calm. He felt the scar that slanted across the whole face from his right eye, trying to calm his restless heart.

    Although Jiang Yuanzhou''s surface was normal, his nerves were tight. He held Xiangyang tightly, frowned tightly, moved his thin lips and said, "I don''t know you. What can I do for you?"