What would happen if Wei Zhehan knew that during the few days she came to Jinxiu City, she squatted at the door?!
In fact, there is no need to think about it, the consequences...are unimaginable.
Absolutely: life or death.
Of course, the living person speaks for itself.
The person who died is... self-evident.
Yang Mufan is two years older than Wei Zhehan. Ever since they were young, Wei Zhehan has never won in hand-to-hand fights between the two.
Although Yang Mufan's strength has never been exposed in the past three years, Wei Zhehan has also been working tirelessly to train.
However, no matter who of the two of them was injured or who won, she felt uncomfortable.
In my memory, the first time the two fought, it was very inexplicable.
After school that day, when she was waiting for Wei Zhehan to go in and do his homework at the cafe in front of the school, Yang Mufan suddenly ran out without any warning, dragged her rudely into a side alley, and pressed her against the wall domineeringly for a while.
Kiss wildly.
Mu Wanqing remembered clearly that when he took away her first kiss, his eyes were burning with unquenchable anger, and... the bloodthirsty madness after the devil resurrected.
She was so frightened that she froze there, letting him kiss her without resisting.
He kissed her very harshly, without any tenderness, and even bit her lip.
She had never seen such a terrifying look on his face, and when she woke up, she struggled desperately.
But the consequence of the struggle is: the more fiercely she resists, the more fiercely he kisses her.
The first kiss is beautiful, sacred, and sweet. It is worth cherishing and remembering for everyone's lifetime.
But, for Mu Wanqing, apart from the panic and throbbing, there was only... the smell of blood.
That day, Yang Mufan seemed to be crazy, and he was completely different from the usually serious and cold-hearted person.
What stopped him from going crazy was: Wei Zhehan's schoolbag.
Wei Zhehan hit Yang Mufan on the head with his schoolbag, then with angry eyes, he rushed forward and fought with him...
In fact, until now, Mu Wanqing still doesn't understand why Yang Mufan suddenly kissed her forcefully that day. Any girl would probably think that the boy who kissed her forcefully must like her.
However, Yang Mufan never admits that he likes her, treats her badly, and deliberately pushes her to Yang Muchen.
Therefore, she would never believe that he kissed her because he liked her.
There must be some other reason.
She didn't know the specific reason.
After coming back from her memories, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but sigh.
Wei Zhehan raised his wrist to check the time from time to time. Twenty minutes had passed and no one came to open the door.
I couldn't help but feel a little impatient and restless.
Frowning his brows, he stepped forward and gnashed his teeth, ringing the doorbell as hard as he could and complaining: "Mu Wanqing, such a cold-blooded man, what do you like about him?!"
"I really want to know: How am I, Wei Zhehan, inferior to him?!"
"Instead of choosing such a man to suffer, why don't you divorce him and follow me?! I, Wei Zhehan, swear here that even if I work hard in this life, I will not let you suffer at all..."
Just as Wei Zhehan was chattering and complaining, an extremely cold voice sounded: "Wei Zhehan, you are so impatient to pick up the old shoes that I don't want?! Haha~, if you like it, I will sell it to you?!"
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