Chapter 77: Time to be Happy: Unscrupulous and Arrogant
"Did you hear that, incompetent 'girlfriend'?" Yan Ye leaned towards his handsome face and raised an ambiguous eyebrow at me.
"Waiter, give us a couple's strawberry cup"
"Honey, let's change the taste."
"But I only like strawberries! Just like I only like you."
"Baby, you're so good, I'll give you a kiss as a reward."
"Bo!"
'puff--'
At the outdoor table, the 'loving' conversation between two people made me squirt milk all over Yan Yeyi's face.
"Idiot, did you do this on purpose?" Yan Yeyi yelled at me madly
"Waiter, give us a couple's strawberry cup." I suppressed a smile and deliberately imitated the girl's charming tone.
"Haha... It's like I'm the only one who loves you... Haha... How... how hypocritical... Wow haha!" I held my belly and laughed wildly.
"Idiot," Yan Yeyi said coldly to me.
"Are you insulting us?" The man turned out to be the second-generation rich man, Shao Ye, and he squinted his eyes and shook his stool fiercely to stare at me.
"Wow! Handsome guy, I didn't expect that people with strong muscles can sometimes have some brains!" I stared back at him and provoked him wantonly. I don't know why, with Yan Yeyi by my side, I can be unscrupulous and arrogant, because there is
An invisible feeling, Yan Ye will protect me for a while
"You... are looking for death!" The second generation rich man was so angry that his veins popped out, and ugly wrinkles were squeezed out of his bloated face. He raised his hand and was about to slap me in the face.
"Ah!" I didn't expect that he would really attack a girl. I was so frightened that I screamed.
‘Bang--’ The next second, there was the sound of a body hitting the ground. The rich second generation was whipped to the smooth ground by Yan Ye like a toad.
"You stinky boy, do you know who my dad is?" The rich second generation got up in pain and pointed at Yan Ye, who was about to take action as soon as he was lying on the ground.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Yan Yeyi stood in front of me. There was no chance of the anger of the rich second generation. He just used his thumb to gently wipe away the white milk dots from the corners of my mouth.
"You brat, let me tell you, my dad is the deputy mayor. If you dare to hit me, you will die!" The second generation rich man picked up his stool and was about to hit Yan Yeyi on the back.
Everyone onlookers gasped when they saw it.
"Deputy mayor, right?" Just a second before the stool was about to fall on Yan Yeyi's back, Yan Yeyi turned around magnificently, gently grabbed the iron stool legs, and looked at it coldly.
rich second generation
"It won't be the case from now on," Yan Yeyi said, taking out his cell phone and quickly dialing out a number. "Change the deputy mayor." Yan Yeyi, like a majestic emperor, closed the phone with a few simple words.