I'm the villain, evil boy, his father

Chapter 79 Dog bastard, Hugh is going crazy!Your father Zhao is here!

"Ma Gebi! If you don't let go, believe it or not, I will slap you to death!?"

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The yellow-haired man suddenly showed a fierce look, and cursed viciously.

His eyes widened, and he raised his hand to slap Murong Xue's face.

"stop!"

"Scrap! Hugh is going crazy!"

"Your father Zhao is here!"

Tudi——

A majestic shout sounded.

The palm raised by Huang Mao was tightly grasped, and no matter how he struggled to break free, he couldn't shake it off.

This change happened so suddenly that no one thought of it.

Not only Huang Mao himself was startled, but even Murong Xue was also taken aback.

Everyone saw that at some point, there was an extra person in the store.

This man has a face like a crown jade, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a tall figure, and an extraordinary bearing.

A decent and handsome black suit set off a handsome face.

Well-dressed and personable, he looks like a big shot who is either rich or expensive!
"damn thing!"

"In broad daylight, the world is bright, and two big men bully a weak little girl. It's really despicable and nasty!"

"If Mr. Zhao doesn't see it today, it's fine. Since it hit your father Zhao's hand, I can't say that I will let you two beasts, and I can't escape justice!"

"Get out, you!!!"

With a bang kick, it kicked the yellow-haired belly and sent him flying out of the shop.

"Old Yang, do it! Teach me a lesson for these two bastards!"

Zhao Pu said coldly.

Yang Xiao and the others took orders, dragged the other little yellow hair out, and kicked around violently!

The miserable cries, one after another, were extremely shrill.

After a while, the two little yellow hairs were beaten so badly that their noses and faces were swollen, blood flowed horizontally, and they lay on the ground, dying.

Zhao Pu motioned to throw these two little rascals into the trash can.

After finishing these, Zhao Pu straightened his clothes, turned around and smiled at Murong Xue with a gentle gentleman.

"Girl, didn't you scare you just now?"

what?
Murong Xue let out an ah when she heard the sound, Fang Zi came back to her senses, and hurriedly said:
"No, no, no..."

"Thank you."

Ha ha……

Zhao Pu smiled relaxedly.

"It's nothing, girl, you don't have to worry about it."

"What Zhao hates the most in his life are these local rascals, little bastards, who bully others with no education at all!"

"If I hadn't been in a good mood today, I would have interrupted both of them!"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Zhao Pu. What's your name?"

Looking at the cramped environment in the store, he sighed:
"You are a little girl who runs this milk tea shop by herself, and you are quite powerful."

Murong Xue lowered her head and said shyly:
"My name is Murong Xue, others call me Axue, or Murong."

"Thank you so much today, if it weren't for you, I don't know what I would do."

"I, I, I... I have nothing to thank you for. There is still some money here, shall I give it to you?"

As he said that, he hurriedly took out the money collection box and gave Zhao Pu a large amount of money.

In the heart of a solid-hearted child like her, if others do her a favor, they should be rewarded.

Zhao Pu couldn't help laughing, waved his hand, and stopped him: "Little girl Murong, look at what you said, do you think I'm someone who helps you for money?"

"If you feel sorry, please treat Uncle Zhao to a cup of milk tea."

"Today is fate, let's treat each other as friends, ha ha."

Ok?
Murong Xue blushed, feeling a little embarrassed.

She couldn't help but secretly looked at Zhao Pu carefully, and her heart couldn't help beating.

Looking at Zhao Pu's age, his attire, and his bodyguards, this style is really extraordinary, he must be either rich or expensive.

If I give him this little money, he really doesn't like it.

Bang bang bang!
Her heart beat violently again, and somehow, she felt a strange feeling when facing this person in front of her.

As a result, she hurriedly lowered her head to cover up, and deliberately found something to make a cup of milk tea for Zhao Pu.

Passed both hands to Zhao Pu, and smiled sweetly.

"Give!"

She delivered the milk tea to Zhao Pu, she didn't even have the courage to look at Zhao Pu, she turned her head away quickly, pretending to tidy up the messy things.

She, a girl, lives in this world, alone and helpless, and others discriminate against her, so she seldom has regular contact and chat with others.

Therefore, in interpersonal communication, he appears inarticulate, reserved and shy.

In addition, she always has an inferiority complex in her heart, and when she is nervous, she will become even more at a loss as to what to say.

Zhao Pu took the milk tea, took a sip, and said with a smile:
"Your name sounds nice. Seeing that you are not very old, you are still in school, right?"

While packing up her things, Murong Xue nodded, hummed slightly, and replied in a low voice:
"Senior year."

Zhao Pudao: "No wonder I see that you have a bookish look. You are indeed highly educated, but your temperament is different."

"Hey, it's rare for a student like you to go to school and work at the same time, work-study program!"

Suddenly, there was a startled "Huh", pretending to be curious and saying:
"Murong, what's wrong with your face? Why are there some red marks on the left side of your face?"

Murong Xue hurriedly raised her hand to pull on the mask, and said, "No, it's nothing."

Her face flushed red with a brush.

She is most afraid of people mentioning the erythema on her face, especially in front of Zhao Pu, whom she just met.

For some reason, she was very afraid that Zhao Pu would see the red spots on her face, so she hated her, feared her, and avoided her like a ghost.

Seeing Murong Xue's flustered expression, Zhao Pu knew Murong Xue's psychology, so he couldn't help but look solemn, like a caring relative, and said softly:
"Look at you kid, there's nothing to say."

"Your Uncle Zhao won't laugh at you."

"Even if there is something on your face, it's no big deal, aren't you still you?"

"As a human being, the most important thing is to have a clear conscience and be happy, so why bother what others say."

"Besides, even if there is anything, with the current level of medical treatment, are you afraid that it won't be cured?"

"Little girl, don't have so many thoughts at such a young age!"

When Murong Xue heard this, she was moved and shy at the same time, she nodded slightly, pretending to be careless, and said:
"Ah."

"I have a red spot on my face, which is quite scary."

As she spoke, she raised her head towards Zhao Pu, smiled slightly, then lowered her head again, tidying up the scattered things on the counter.

"Oh, it really made me guess right."

"However, it's nothing. This thing is not a terminal illness. Once you get it, it can't be cured."

"It's a coincidence that you, Uncle Zhao, and I also studied Chinese medicine with an old man with a white beard in the early years, and also treated other people's diseases. If you believe me, I can show you now, maybe I can heal you."

Zhao Pu said slowly and sincerely.

"Ok?"

"really?"

As soon as Zhao Pu finished speaking, Murong Xue suddenly raised her head and stared at Zhao Pu.

In her pair of eyes full of autumn water, there was a kind of excitement and expectation that could not be concealed.

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