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What the hell is this? She was speaking so nicely just now, and suddenly she’s throwing a tantrum. Did she forget to take her medication before leaving today? No one even provoked her, yet she exploded.
Are you kidding me? I’m a grown man; how can she just drag me away like that? Besides, she’s a whole head shorter than me.
She tried to pull me into the school, but I yanked her back outside. With ease, I grabbed her and brought her to the school gate.
“Zhao Lun! What kind of a bully are you picking on a girl like this? Do you dare let go of me?”
Ouyang Zhirou held onto my hand with both of hers, refusing to budge outside the school.
Everyone heard her; it was her who said I should let go. I’ve never heard such an unreasonable demand in my life. After a moment, I pulled my hand away, and she stumbled backward like a kite with a broken string.
Ah!!
In an instant, I stepped forward and caught her around the waist, preventing her from hitting the ground.
I wanted to show that I have my limits too; she can’t just keep throwing tantrums. If it comes down to it, I’ll just refuse to cooperate. It’s not like I really wanted her to fall; knowing her personality, if she did fall, she might actually come after me at home.
We stood there in an extremely ambiguous position, our eyes locked. After just a moment, she quickly turned her head away.
“Zhao Lun, let me go.”
Her voice was soft and shy in a way I had never heard before.
If it were possible for someone’s face to heat up enough to cook an egg, Ouyang Zhirou could definitely do it right now. Compared to the earlier fuss she made, this seemed trivial.
Seeing that she had stopped causing a scene, I pulled her back toward me.
“Are we still going to find someone?”
“No, no need.”
I smiled triumphantly and led her toward the milk tea shop.
The milk tea shop was just across the street from the school gate. I walked ahead while Ouyang Zhirou followed behind me hesitantly, glancing at my back with a hint of dazed admiration in her eyes.
Just as we reached the entrance, I heard a commotion coming from inside the milk tea shop. “Why should I calm down? Why don’t you tell her to calm down instead? Where’s Zhao Lun? Hurry up and call Zhao Lun over!”
Sister, why have I never seen anyone so anxious? What are you in such a hurry for? Are you really worried about Zhao Lun being taken away?
Lin Mu Xi suddenly stood up and pointed at Hu Yao, launching into a tirade.
“How could I not be worried? That Dead Green Tea could easily lure Zhao Lun away! As his partner, I can’t just stand by and watch him go astray!”
Hu Yao looked at Lin Mu Xi with a teasing expression, amused by her indignant demeanor. "Are you worried he might be taken away from you? Hahaha!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mu Xi's face flushed red, and her voice became noticeably softer. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Whoever is talking nonsense knows it best," Hu Yao replied with a smirk.
Listening to the argument upstairs, my face turned pale with anger. Damn it! How could Hu Yao bring her to this place? I had finally managed to calm this girl down, and now it seemed impossible to keep her from exploding.
I slowly turned my head, not daring to meet Ouyang Zhirou's gaze for fear she might read something in my eyes.
"Uh, well, we seem to have come to the wrong place. How about we try another one?" I suggested awkwardly.
When I finally looked up at Ouyang Zhirou, I saw her slender fingers clenched into a tiny fist.
This is bad, really bad. No matter how many tricks I had up my sleeve or how adaptable I could be, it wouldn’t help me now.
The noise from upstairs finally ceased, and Ouyang Zhirou pulled me upstairs with a grim expression. I didn’t resist; I just let her drag me along.
I was exhausted. Let it be; let it all come crashing down!
"Hey, vixen! I've been listening downstairs for quite a while now. Are you done cursing?"
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