CHAPTER 848: CHAPTER 927: IT’S NOT THAT EASY!

Fang Yi looked at her, his gaze really seemed like he was staring at someone brainless: "Where did you get the idea that I look down on you? Not patting your head means I look down on you? Why don’t you let me pat your trophy?"

"Trophy?" Fang Yingying said with an innocent face: "I’ve never won a trophy, but I do have elementary school awards. Do you want to touch those?"

"I’ll touch your bullshit!"

"You’re so cranky." Fang Yingying blinked, then her lips curled into a devilish smile: "But I like it."

Fang Yi suddenly felt he had fallen into her trap. He originally didn’t want to bother with her, so how did he get entangled again?

So Fang Yi turned around without saying a word and walked away, not giving her any more chances.

But Fang Yingying was the shamelessly persistent type, matching Fang Yi’s stubbornness, she chased after him.

"Don’t you want to know my decision? Don’t you want to touch my trophy? Wait, slow down, you’re walking too fast, I can hardly catch up."

Fang Yingying kept chasing, like a little sparrow chirping non-stop in Fang Yi’s ear.

Fang Yi felt a strong urge to smack her.

Just like that, Fang Yi walked along while Fang Yingying followed closely.

But it had to be admitted, Fang Yingying was undeniably cute, like a little girl, attracting the attention of many passersby along the way.

She seemed to have endless energy, constantly talking non-stop, chirping in Fang Yi’s ear, making it almost unbearable for him.

Just as they reached a small convenience store, Fang Yi suddenly stopped.

Fang Yingying’s eyes lit up.

"Thirsty?" Fang Yi asked.

"A little."

Fang Yi pulled out a tenner from his pocket, pointed at the convenience store: "Since you’re thirsty, go in and buy a bottle of water to soothe your throat."

Fang Yingying shook her head: "I’m not going!"

"Why not?"

"I’m afraid that while I’m buying water, you’ll run away." Fang Yingying said candidly.

"If I wanted to leave, you couldn’t stop me." Fang Yi replied sincerely as well.

"True."

Fang Yingying suddenly understood, pulled out the tenner from Fang Yi’s hand, and dashed into the convenience store.

As Fang Yingying entered the convenience store, what better time to slip away?

Fang Yi skedaddled, flagged down a taxi on the roadside.

When Fang Yingying came out of the convenience store holding two bottles of mineral water, she was originally cheerful, but her face fell when she didn’t see Fang Yi.

But in the next moment, Fang Yingying’s cute face showed a slightly eerie smile again.

"Hmph, trying to ditch me just like that? It’s not that easy." Fang Yingying’s lips curled up confidently.

...

As night deepened.

Song Lejun didn’t return home to rest, because the slap still made his face feel fiery.

Moreover, what was even more unforgettable for Song Lejun was that he’d grown up so much without ever being slapped.

This slap was something Song Lejun would never forget for the rest of his life.

Also, because of this, Song Lejun wanted to erase this humiliation.

The only way to remove this shame was to make the person who slapped him die.

Song Lejun stood by the roadside, the lights were bright, he stood there, tall and poised, like he’d walked out of a painting, handsome in appearance, catching the appreciative eyes of passing women.

Not long after, a pure white car slowly drove over and stopped in front of Song Lejun.