Watching Zhan Yan leave, Zhuang Mingyue stood in front of the bus stop. She was still wearing the uniform of Diyun High School. On her chest was the school emblem of a knight with a golden shield riding a horse and shooting an arrow. Anyone with a discerning eye could see it at a glance.

Standing on a busy street, with Zhuang Mingyue's bright face, it is difficult not to attract the attention of criminals.

Just then three gangsters came over.

It's still the year 2000, and cameras haven't been widely used on the streets yet, and they are even relatively backward. Technology is not as advanced as it was in 1900 or two.

Whenever something goes wrong, there is no evidence at all. Even if the person runs away, it is impossible to find it in hiding.

Seeing them approaching, Zhuang Mingyue lowered her head, hoping that these people would not come over.

Sometimes when people are unlucky, they don't choose the day.

"Hey, little girl, where are you going? Do you want your brothers to see you off?"

"I didn't see it. You are still a student of Diyun High School. I heard that if you go to this school, your family is either rich or noble. Do you, the little beauty, have any money to give your brother some flowers?"

Zhuang Mingyue was surrounded by three people and had no way to retreat. Passers-by just ran away when they saw her. Who dared to meddle in such nosy matters.

Zhuang Mingyue took a few steps back in fear. With trembling hands, she took out a black women's wallet from her schoolbag. Before she could open it, someone snatched it away.

The little gangster grabbed the wallet and opened it. When he saw the bills inside, his eyes shone, "You can't tell, you little girl is quite rich!"

"Do you still have a student ID card?" One of them took out his student ID card and looked at it. When he saw the name on it, his expression changed slightly, and the three of them looked at each other.

Then he looked at Zhuang Mingyue's eyes and said, "Little beauty, you are finishing school so early, why don't you go play with your brother?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Zhuang Mingyue...

…

Across the street, Jiang Man rested his forehead on his hands and leaned against the car window, looking at the people beside him with a clear mind, "My dear, you really don't want to save me? It's okay if you don't save me. In this case, it's our business."

Then no one will find out."

Jiang Man stepped forward and took Zhan Yan's arm, leaning against him intimately and ambiguously, watching everything that happened not far away.

She had to admit that Zhuang Mingyue was indeed a beauty, and her face and figure made her a little jealous.

"Jiang Man, you are really not afraid of death!" Zhan Yan's eyes were dark, and the breath all over his body was terrifyingly cold, but Jiang Man still smiled like a filament and stayed close to him without any scruples.

Jiang Man's hand with red manicure crossed his solid chest, "Okay! It would be good if we die together and become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks. This way we can stay together in hell."

Two buttons of Zhanyan's black shirt were unbuttoned on his chest, and Jiang Man slowly dug in bit by bit.

He grabbed the hand on his chest and pushed her away impatiently, "Do you think Zhuang Haisheng doesn't know about your matter? Jiang Man, don't go too far, or you may set yourself on fire."

"So what if it's over? I have you...Zhan Yan, you will protect me, right?"

Zhan Yan looked at her with cold eyes: "What impact do you think your death will have on me? If Zhuang Haisheng found out, do you think the person who deserves death is you or me?"

"I am a businessman and I only see profit. Don't test your weight in my heart anymore."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pinch Jiang Man's cheek, and raised the corners of his mouth wickedly, "What if you can't even compare to Zhuang Mingyue."

In Zhan Yan's eyes, there are only two kinds of people, one is a chess piece that can be used, and the other is a friend who can bring him benefits.

To him, women are just playthings that can be thrown away at will.

Even getting married and having children, anyone can do it.

The warmth in Jiang Man's eyes slowly receded, and he was smiling, but his eyes were cold, "We have known each other for ten years, and I can't even compare to Zhuang Mingyue. Do you really care about Zhan Yan?"

"Are you worthy of a heart-to-heart talk?"

Zhanyan watched them take action and was hesitating whether to take action or not.

Suddenly, several bodyguards in suits appeared and quickly subdued them. The screams were so loud that the banquet across the street could hear them clearly.

Zhuang Mingyue hugged the billboard in fear. Her clothes were in a mess, with several buttons torn off. Her long hair, which was originally tied with a blue lace headband, was also torn off and draped messily on her shoulders. Her expression

Terrified and frightened, my eyes were filled with tears.

The black Cayenne stopped in front of the bus stop. The window slowly lowered, and a handsome young man appeared in sight. He asked in a gentle voice: "Are you okay?"

Zhuang Mingyue looked like a princess in poverty on the street, with a kind of miserable beauty. She timidly shook her head, sniffed, and trembled, and several little pearls fell out.

This person was the cartoon boy Zhuang Mingyue met in the hospital. Seeing the curve of the corner of his mouth, Zhuang Mingyue seemed to have been cured and was no longer as scared as before.

It turns out that he is not that scary, and he has a nice smile.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll take you wherever you want to go."

Zhuang Mingyue wiped the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand: "No, thank you, my driver will be here soon."

The young man smiled slightly: "With a little effort, I will wait with you. Are you a student of Diyun High School?"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded, "Yes."

"Miss, this is your wallet."

The bodyguard took the wallet from the gangster's pocket and handed it to Zhuang Mingyue with both hands.

Zhuang Mingyue was so scared just now that she had no idea where these people took the three people.

Teenager: "See if there is anything missing?"

Zhuang Mingyue opened her wallet and took a look. There were both her ID card and student card inside, "There are quite a few of them."

"Where did those people go just now?"

"In order for this to never happen again, I sent them to the police station." Jiang Yushu noticed the torn school uniform on Zhuang Mingyue's body, "Your clothes!"

Zhuang Mingyue lowered her head and glanced at the open collar that she quickly covered her chest with, revealing her snow-white skin, and her underwear could still be vaguely seen.

Her face was a little hot. Although she could be his grandmother in her two lifetimes, she was still a little embarrassed in such a situation.

At this time, the young man handed out a black coat from the car window, "The clothes are kept in the car. I haven't worn them. They are very clean. If you don't mind, you can put them on first to avoid being seen by others."

Zhuang Mingyue pursed her lips and looked at the tattoo on the back of his hand and the jacket. She hesitated and took it, "Thank you... thank you... I will return it to you in the future. By the way, please give me your address."

, I will return the coat to you tomorrow."

"No, that's what you're wearing."

"But…"

At this time, the driver in the car saw the Mercedes-Benz in the rearview mirror and said, "Ms. Ming, please see if that car belongs to you."

Zhuang Mingyue glanced and nodded: "Yes."

When she was about to say something else, this valuable Cayenne had already driven away.

The driver saw Zhuang Mingyue and the car stopped in front of her, "Miss, you...what's wrong? What happened?"

"It's nothing, I just accidentally fell down and my school uniform was broken."

She didn't intend to make a big deal out of what happened just now. It would be troublesome to deal with it, so she would rather let them worry less.

"Miss, are you going back or..."

"Send me to Skyline Tower, I'm going to take piano lessons."

"Okay miss."

Zhuang Mingyue wiped the little pearls from her eyes, took off her school uniform, and took back the missing buttons and let Wu Ma sew them up.

After all, it is quite expensive.

Two sets are nearly three thousand.

When the jacket is worn on the body, there is a faint fragrance of mint and a medicinal scent of traditional Chinese medicine.

Looking at the back of that person just now, I always felt like I had seen him somewhere before. Could he be Jiang Yushu?

No way...

Although I have never met Jiang Yushu, judging from his usual chats, he looks a bit like the warm-hearted brother next door, and he is definitely not a gangster boss with tattoos.

There are already two at home.

If Jiang Yushu is also that kind of person, Zhuang Mingyue really doesn't know what to say.
Chapter completed!