Chapter 46 Classmates, Do You Think I Don't Hit Girls?
"Yes, Dad really treats you and me equally! No, I heard that I beat Teacher Xing, and even came to the school to apologize to Teacher Xing on my behalf."
A cold and melodious voice came from the classroom door, and everyone looked over.
Anya Ye's face turned slightly pale.
I thought that if Ye Nanqing was expelled from school, she would not have to see Ye Nanqing's annoying face for a while!
Right now, I feel so depressed that my chest hurts.
The faces of the people who were discussing just now were ugly, but they forced out a disgusting expression and shouted:
"Ye Nanqing, what are you so proud of! If the Ye family hadn't taken you in, how would you be today?"
"So be nice to your sister on weekdays. It's Ye Anya's biological father who has been raising you!"
"I think Mr. Ye spent a lot of money to send you to Yunda University! After all, your grades are not up to the threshold of Yunda University!"
There was another burst of laughter.
Ye Nanqing ignored it at all and calmly walked towards the position next to Ye Anya.
Yang Zhe was sitting there, staring at Ye Nanqing with an annoyed look on his face.
After what happened yesterday, he went home directly. Unexpectedly, Ye Nanqing directly occupied his desk?
How dare she?
Beside the desk, scattered on the ground are Ye Nanqing's books. There are traces of being trampled on, and there are also pieces of paper that have been torn into pieces.
Like a pile of garbage.
"Hey, get up."
Ye Nanqing walked up to Yang Zhe, with lowered eyebrows and a cold and impatient tone.
Yang Zhe was so angry that he immediately stood up, pointed at Ye Nanqing's nose, and was about to curse, when Ye Anya grabbed his hand and suppressed him.
Ye Anya carefully stared at Ye Nanqing and whispered in Yang Zhe's ear, "Don't point at her nose."
Yang Zhe was stunned and stared at Ye Anya, who was not up to expectations, "Anya, Ye Nanqing bullies you a lot, right? Why are you protecting her now? Do you really think someone like her will appreciate it?"
Ye Anya was about to cry, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
How could she protect Ye Nanqing?
She was obviously worried that Yang Zhe wouldn't be able to protect his fingers...
Yang Zhe is very effective against Ye Nanqing, so she doesn't want him to be damaged here immediately...
At this moment, the girl's petite and proud voice came:
"Yang Zhe, have you washed your face? Doesn't it smell like milk anymore?"
One sentence reminded Yang Zhe of all the humiliation this woman had given him yesterday!
But the girl ordered him seriously again: "Okay, now get up from my seat."
"Ye! Nan! Qing! This is my seat!" Yang Zhe was anxious and angry, "Do you know that after you sit down, I clean it with disinfectant before you dare to sit down?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!" Ye Nanqing sniffed the air deliberately, "I see that you didn't clean up the filth all over your body yesterday, and now the air is still smelly, just like your breath!"
"You!" Yang Zhe was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. He raised his fist and was about to hit Ye Nanqing.
But he was grabbed by the stronger and stronger hand of the other arm.
It's a boy's hand.
Ye Nanqing looked at the strange boy who suddenly appeared with curious eyes.
He has light gray hair, unruly eyebrows, narrow eyes, slightly raised corners, and an exceptionally unruly appearance.
"Lu Xiao?" The fierceness in Yang Zhe's eyes dissipated almost instantly after meeting the flame-like arrogant eyes of the person in front of him.
Instead, there was shock and horror.
The next second, Yang Zhe was pushed away hard, his waist hit the corner of the table, and he grimaced in pain.
"Were you the one who splashed milk all over my table yesterday?"
The young man's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of ruthlessness.
Yang Zhe then subconsciously looked at the seats in the back row.
Sure enough, the desk in front of Ye Nanqing's seat was innocently implicated, and the white milk stains on it were particularly dazzling.
Lu Xiao came to school twice last semester.
So he almost forgot that it was Lu Xiao's seat!
"I...I didn't mean it!" Yang Zhe's hands were shaking.
Who in Yun Da is not afraid of Lu Xiao?
The kind that causes a murder on the first day at school.
Even though it was a murder case, it was not involved in the investigation!
Some people say that Lu Xiao’s father is in the underworld and cannot afford to offend him; others say that Lu Xiao’s family is so rich that he drove a limited-edition supercar to school on the first day; others say that Lu Xiao has been in jail before.
In short, he said everything, his identity is a mystery, but it is true that he is rich and fierce.
"You said you didn't mean it? What? Your mouth leaks or something, and you can squirt all over my table even if you drink milk?" Lu Xiao grabbed Yang Zhe's hand again and pulled him to his desk.
"Look at what the hell you've done!"
Yang Zhe didn't dare to look at anything. He was completely confused just by being caught and spinning for a while.
"Brother Lu, you sit in my seat! My seat is clean and disinfected just now. I'll give it to you!"
The young man roughly let go of his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and strode directly to Yang Zhe's position.
Before anyone could sit down, a clear and sweet female voice sounded in his ears:
"Sorry, this is my seat."
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
"Ye Nanqing, are you fucking crazy?" Yang Zhe stood on the side and jumped in anger.
Is she stupid? If she offends Lu Xiao, no one will get any good results.
"Brother Lu, Ye Nanqing is talking nonsense! This is my seat, but it is yours now, so you can sit down."
Yang Zhe almost sent the bench to Lu Xiao.
The young man raised his fierce eyes slightly, moved his steps and was about to sit down...
Ye Nanqing took the first step and occupied the position.
Yang Zhe wished he could lift up Ye Nanqing, an eyesore, and throw him out of the classroom.
However, she sat calmly on the bench and said matter-of-factly: "This is my seat. If you want to change the seat for that classmate, you can find another seat."
The next second, a figure fell in front of me.
The young man put his hands on her desk, his narrow black eyes staring at her closely at this moment, with an inexplicable expression of cruelty on his face.
"Classmate, do you think I don't hit girls?"
The tone was full of warning.
Ye Nanqing stared at a complicated mathematical model on the draft paper as if nothing had happened, frowning, "This position was mine yesterday. If you don't believe me, ask Ye Anya."
She also carefully wrote her name on the desk and pointed out the three words "Ye Nanqing" squarely above the desk to Lu Xiao.
When Ye Anya heard that she was mentioned, she paused with her pen. Her little face couldn't hide her panic. She raised her head and was about to speak when she heard Lu Xiao didn't even look at her, but stared at Ye Nanqing and frowned and asked:
"Who is Anya Ye? I don't know Anya Ye!"
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Ye Nanqing glanced at Ye Anya, the air person, and whispered two words:
"Just her."
Anya Ye was so embarrassed that she dug out a castle with her feet.
Lu Xiao's expression moved slightly, and his flaming eyes stared at Ye Anya.
"This position... belongs to Yang Zhe, not Ye Nanqing." Ye Anya stumbled out.
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed a cold glance coming from beside him, coming from the direction of Ye Nanqing...