Although he listened to him in everything, he regarded him as a friend. However, after so many years, he had become accustomed to having him by his side all the time, calling him Fei Xiluo whenever he opened or shut his mouth.
"Master Bei, don't worry. Also, the young lady is about to turn a corner." She reminded her kindly and closed the door smoothly.
"Damn it!" Meng Beichen cursed secretly, started the car and followed her. Fei Xiluo, he really knew every move he made. He just wanted to see how that woman would be used as a sandbag.
Han Yixing looked at the watch on his wrist, swung his backpack, and ran quickly. There were still twenty minutes left, so he must not be late. Alas, it was all Gretchen who had to convince him for so long before he decided
Don't send her home.
Fortunately, she always prepares two sets of clothes when she comes to play the piano. The princess-like skirt is only suitable for playing the piano. The loose sportswear is suitable for being on the road now.[
Meng Beichen was driving a car and followed her slowly, but he became impatient a few times and drove a Ferrari sports car slower than a bicycle. He was really going crazy.
The next second he saw the woman running like an idiot, he was stunned for a second and increased the accelerator without saying anything.
She finally stopped at a Taekwondo gym called "Jinwumen" and took a breath before running in again.
Meng Beichen parked the car and followed her in.
Han Yixing said hello to the manager first, then rushed into the locker room, changed into a white Taekwondo uniform, calmed down and walked out.
Today was my second time here. Not many people came to practice yesterday, so she didn't get thrown too many times, but today there really seemed to be a lot of people.
Secretly encouraging herself, she told herself that being beaten would only make her stronger.
"Ah, manager, we have a beautiful sparring partner here today. Are you trying to keep us from letting go?" A young man shouted to the manager in an arrogant manner, his eyes rolling around Han Yixing.
Meng Beichen stood in the corner, refusing the reception of the staff, and just frowned, looking at the large group of men, only she and another girl who accompanied her boyfriend to practice boxing.
There are several sparring partners in the gym, but they are all strong young men. In comparison, Han Yixing looks even more petite.
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