Chu Zheng took a few steps forward and saw Ye Chen pushing a bicycle. She glanced at the bicycle and walked over unhurriedly, saying, "This is for you. Just don't throw it away."
Wang Ba Dan once said that the money spent and the water spilled can never be taken back.
To become a qualified spendthrift, one must treat money as dirt and spend it as flowing water.
A person who is stupid but rich is just different.
Ye Chen: "..."
Chu Zheng passed him and walked in the direction of the school.
Ye Chen frowned, Ji Chu Zheng... What kind of person is he or she exactly?
Ye Chen followed Chu Zheng into the school. Their teaching buildings were different. When they parted, Chu Zheng suddenly turned around and asked, "Are your grades good?"
Ye Chen "..."
Can't she see that her name is always at the top of the list every time the grades are released?
"Not bad."
Chu Zheng took out an exercise book from her schoolbag and flipped to a certain page with a whooshing sound: "Help me do it."
Ye Chen: "..."
Ji Chu's performance in the zither...
Ye Chen thought about the report card. It seemed that her name was nowhere to be seen. Judging from her style at school, she was probably at the bottom.
"Do it yourself." It's not that no one at school asks him to help with his homework, but he refuses. Every time, he is either teased or beaten. Anyway, he is used to it.
So when it came to refusing, Ye Chen was quite familiar with the process and was well-prepared.
"I checked the surveillance footage for you the day before yesterday, but I didn't have time to write it." " Chu Zheng's expression was very serious: "I write slowly."
Ye Chen: "..."
What does slow writing have to do with me!
And what does checking the surveillance footage the day before yesterday have to do with today?
Ye Chen gave Chu Zheng a gloomy look.
He snatched the exercise book away and asked, "When should I hand it in?"
"Wait a moment."
Ye Chen: "..."
Ye Chen and Chu Zheng found a store near the school and, while they still had time, helped her with her homework.
After finishing his homework, Ye Chen immediately packed up and left.
"About the bicycle..." Ye Chen seemed to be building up his mental strength: "I wronged you. I'm sorry."
The young man strode away as if afraid that the first zither would catch up.
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For the next few days, Ye Chen received a assignment from the big shot Chu Zheng every day *1.
Ye Chen was a little irritable at first.
Later on, he turned out to be calm and composed. Even when he met her after school, he would directly ask her if she had any homework and they would do it together that night.
Chu Zheng didn't hold back either. He handed all his homework to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen kept telling himself that he just wanted to see what she was going to do.
And the classmates at school all knew that Ye Chen and Ji Chuzheng were close, and some rumors spread. The rumors about Chuzheng and Meng Ran thus dissipated.
Can't you see that he simply ignored Meng Ran?
Those who bullied Ye Chen had vanished without a trace at some point.
Even if someone was still playing tricks on him secretly, they wouldn't dare to do so openly.
Ye Chen knew that all of this was because of her.
But he didn't understand why.
What does she want from herself?
He has nothing...
And...
Being so protected by a girl, Ye Chen always felt rather uncomfortable.
It seems as if I were weak and incompetent.
But think carefully, now he...
So Ye Chen was a little irritable.
I haven't given Chu Zheng a good look for several days.
"Xiao Chen, here's the one at Table 6."
Ye Chen was now in his work uniform, helping out at a milk tea shop.
This is the part-time job he found recently. It happens to be after school and the store even offers a dinner, so he doesn't have to go home to look at his aunt's family's expressions.
"Ok."
Ye Chen carried the milk tea to Table 6.
Before he could get close, a familiar figure came into his sight.
Ye Chen's heart gave a jolt.
Why is she here?
Chu Zheng lowered her head to look at the mobile phone in her hand, seemingly not noticing him. Ye Chen glanced at the license plate, and his expression immediately darkened.
The specter lingers on.
Ye Chen put down the milk tea in silence.
Chu Zheng didn't raise her head either, seemingly not caring who had brought her the milk tea.
Ye Chen stood for two seconds. Seeing that Chu Zheng didn't even raise her head, he pursed his lips and turned around to continue his work.
The milk tea shop was doing a great business. Ye Chen was busy and kept looking at the people over there. She kept her head down looking at her phone, her little face tense and serious.
Can't she laugh?
In the past...
In Ye Chen's memory, it seemed that there was only the scene of her and those underlings showing off their might as they passed by, and he had never paid attention to her appearance.
"Xiao Chen, Table 8."
Ye Chen quickly came to his senses and went to deliver the milk tea.
When passing by Chu Zheng, he glanced at her phone screen. Before he could make out what was on it, he suddenly bumped into her and the tray in her hand tilted to the side.
Ye Chen failed to rescue in time, and the milk tea spilled on the person at the adjacent table.
What are you doing? Can you do things? You don't have eyes!
Ye Chen frowned. There was no one in front of him just now. This person suddenly got up, obviously deliberately bumping into him.
He raised his eyes and glanced at that person. He looked somewhat familiar. It took him quite a while to remember that it was the few people who had hit him on the night he met Ji Chuzheng.
That day, it was also these few people who made trouble first and asked him for money. Are they going to repeat the same trick today?
The person who was poured the milk tea was holding his own clothes and said, "Hey, kid, come on. How do you deal with this today?" Look at all this on me.
Call the boss out!
These few people had extremely loud voices. It was obvious that they were delinquent youths. The guests around were all a little scared.
The store manager also rushed over in a hurry: "What's going on?"
They hit me. Ye Chen said, "On purpose."
Hey, how are you talking, you brat? Did I deliberately bump into you? What do you mean? The person who hit the person shouted loudly.
This seriously affects the business.
The store manager asked Ye Chen to apologize to them.
Ye Chen was unwilling.
Several people couldn't agree and directly hit Ye Chen.
While Ye Chen was being pushed, he looked towards Chu Zheng. That spot was already empty.
At that moment, he couldn't describe what feeling it was either.
The fists falling from the back, the unrestrained laughter of the assailants, the low shouts of the onlookers...
"Ah!"
The fist that had landed on Ye Chen suddenly vanished. All around him were chaotic footsteps. He covered his nose and sat up.
A group of strangers were around him, hitting those people.
Chu Zheng stood at the door and transferred the compensation money to the store manager.
This matter has caused... The store manager shook his head and said, "Those few people often cause trouble. They are just hooligans. I know it's definitely not Xiao Chen's fault. But in our line of work, how could we not lower our heads?" Right, girl?
"Um." Chu Zheng nodded seriously.
Store Manager: "..."
When that group of people slunk away, the group that came in later also quickly left.
The milk tea shop quieted down before Chu Zheng went in.
Ye Chen sat in the mess on the ground, with blood dripping between his fingers.
He watched Chu Zheng come over, helped him up and let him sit in the spot where she had been sitting just now.
Ye Chen sat down only to find that her schoolbag was still in its original place.
"Everyone, tidy up. We're not open for business today." The store manager instructed the frightened shop assistants and came over to Ye Chen again: "Xiao Chen, are you okay?"
"Manager, today's matter..."
It's okay. It's okay. A benefactor paid the money. How could the store manager dare to find fault? "I trust you today. It's not your fault. You can rest for a while first."
Ye Chen frowned: "Store Manager..."
"Rest, rest." The store manager left in a hurry.
Chu Zheng handed him a tissue and said, "Blood. Wipe it."
This is too fragile.
If you hit it like this, blood will be visible.
Boys can't be so fragile! No! No!