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Chapter 62 Ye Qingcheng is also going to school

Kyoto, Zhao family villa.

Zhao Yulong stood at the edge of the window, quietly listening to his subordinates' report.

"Even Ben Lei Zhang failed. No wonder she has the courage to go to Dongzhou."

The subordinate in black bowed and asked: "Master, the spy reported that there should be a martial arts master next to Miss Ye!"

"If we want to bring Miss Ye back in front of a martial arts master, I'm afraid the price we have to pay may be a bit high."

Zhao Yulong pondered for a while and shook his head: "No need, since she has a martial arts master by her side, then safety is not a problem."

"Let her be!"

"You ask someone to find out the details of the martial arts master next to her, and go down!"

"yes!"

The men turned around and left.

Four super aristocratic families, in the villa of the Zhang family.

A girl in red listened to her subordinate's report with a livid face.

"How is this possible!"

"Why is there a martial arts master by her side?"

Bang!

She punched the wall, and a faint red mark appeared on her white and tender fist, but a deep fingerprint appeared on the wall.

Astonishingly, she is actually a warrior, and her strength is not weak.

The subordinate was a little scared and stammered in a low voice: "Miss, should we continue to hire killers?"

The girl in the red dress turned around and glared at him: "Do you think we can afford to kill a martial arts master?"

The men murmured: "What should we do? Let her go like this? If we let her return to the Ye family, we may never have such a good opportunity again."

The girl in the red dress gritted her silver teeth and clenched her fists: "Of course not. Find someone to keep an eye on her. As long as the martial arts master next to her leaves, you will take the opportunity to strike!"

"Yes!" His subordinate bowed and responded.

"Remember, those who stare at her must be ordinary people."

As a martial artist, she is very aware of how terrifying a martial arts master is. Only ordinary people can conceal the perception of a martial arts master.

"Don't worry, miss, my subordinates understand!"

Dongzhou, Yunhu Community.

In the room, Qin Fan hung up the call from Li Nianci.

The content of the phone call was, on the one hand, to inform Qin Fan to prepare for the start of school, and on the other hand, he asked indirectly whether he had bullied Ye Qingcheng.

Qin Fan complained in his heart, is this his biological mother? She is not worried about her son being bullied by others?

Xia Zhu stared at him suspiciously: "Are you going to start school?"

"Yes." Qin Fan nodded.

"You don't have to worry. Those behind the scenes shouldn't dare to send people to harm you."

He knew what these two people were worried about, and he believed that as long as those behind the scenes were not stupid, they should be able to guess that there was at least one martial arts master sitting beside Ye Qingcheng.

Unexpectedly, Xia Zhu suddenly smiled strangely: "We are not worried."

"But, would you like to consider buying a car?"

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart: "What do you mean?"

Xia Zhu smiled proudly and said: "Oh, it's nothing, just that the lady will go to school with you."

"By the way, I'm in the same class as you."

The most dignified swordsman in the Immortal Domain was turned to stone on the spot.

He turned to look at Ye Qingcheng, as if seeking confirmation.

Ye Qingcheng, with his peerless appearance, nodded expressionlessly.

Qin Fan knew that these two troubles would be extremely difficult to get rid of.

Xia Zhu said with a happy face: "My lady is in the same class as you, shouldn't you have fun secretly?"

"Go buy a car quickly and take the lady to the school with you later."

Qin Fan nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."

Then, Qin Fan left.

Two hours later, Qin Fan returned to the community pushing a JJT bicycle with a back seat.

Take the elevator directly back to the room.

In the living room, Xia Zhu, who had already prepared lunch, heard the noise and stuck his head out of the kitchen. Then he felt bad.

"Did you just buy this?" She didn't even take off the floral skirt around her waist, and rushed directly to the living room, glaring at Qin Fan angrily.

"You want my young lady to sit here and go to school with you?"

Ye Qingcheng was also slightly stunned, and her beautiful face became rigid for a moment.

Qin Fan glanced sideways at Xia Zhu: "Driving is not allowed in the academy."

"Then it would be better for you to buy an electric car!" Xia Zhu settled for the next best thing.

Ye Qingcheng also looked over, with some confusion on his face.

Qin Fan walked to the dining table and sat down, and said casually: "I'm too lazy to find a place to charge. This saves trouble. Besides, the school is not far from the community."

"You..." Xia Zhu was speechless.

After living with Qin Fan these days, Xia Zhu discovered that she could only use one word to evaluate this young martial arts genius in life: lazy!

She was originally in awe of Qin Fan's strength, but now she only has endless complaints in her heart.

Ye Qingcheng's cool and sweet voice sounded: "Xia Zhu, stop talking. I think bicycles are very good and can also exercise. You can buy me one too!"

Xia Zhu's eyes widened in an instant: "Miss, you haven't even met him yet, and you are so rude to spoil him like this!"

One sentence made Ye Qingcheng blush: "Xia Zhu, what are you talking about!"

Qin Fan just smiled lightly. As long as he was not embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

A few days later, a higher education institution in Dongzhou.

Today is the start of the last semester of school.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Liang Xuehua called Qin Fan to remind him to report.

Downstairs in the unit, Qin Fan got on his bicycle, looked at the stunning beauty behind him, and sighed helplessly: "Let's go!"

Ye Qingcheng sat elegantly in the back seat with her legs together, her hands grasping the sides of the car seat.

Xia Zhu, who was behind him, quickly reminded: "Miss, it's not safe for you to sit like this. Put your hands around his waist."

After saying that, he saw Ye Qingcheng's face was red but motionless.

The enthusiastic Xia Zhu personally grabbed Ye Qingcheng's hands and placed them on Qin Fan's waist: "Hold tight!"

Xia Zhu, you are a pig teammate... Ye Qingcheng had the urge to jump out of the car right away. He rolled his eyes and said coquettishly: "Xia Zhu, go back!"

"Well, goodbye miss! Qin Fan, in the school, you have to take good care of the miss and don't let others bully her, otherwise I will never be done with you."

Xia Zhu said, wiping tears with her hands.

Ye Qingcheng was also a little saddened by her: "Okay, I just transferred to another school, don't do it like life and death, okay? How can I study with peace of mind in a school like this!"

Xia Zhu snorted and wiped her nose clean: "Don't worry, Miss, I'll be waiting for you at home."

Qin Fan couldn't stand listening anymore, so he kicked his foot hard, and the car rushed forward. Ye Qingcheng was so frightened that she leaned forward, with half of her body lying on his back.

The soft and elastic feeling made him slightly stunned, but he soon returned to normal and drove Ye Qingcheng to the school.

In the back seat, Ye Qingcheng's peerless face turned red and was unparalleled in beauty.

In front of the school, there are luxury electric three-wheelers, all of which are used to drop off children.

Regarding the two aspects of hoping for a successful child and the love for the child, no matter whether you are poor or rich, you all feel the same.

A young boy and girl full of youthful vitality bid farewell to their parents, and walked into the school gate with joy or grievance.

Suddenly, all the students' eyes turned in the same direction.

It was a handsome young man wearing black clothes and riding a bicycle.

Of course, although he is handsome, he cannot attract everyone's attention at once.

What caught everyone's attention was the girl in a white dress sitting on the back seat of the bicycle.


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