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After returning to the villa at night, the anger in Xia Yumo's heart could no longer be held back, so she pointed at Ye Jinran's nose and cursed: "Hey, you are still shameless! You go with her on a date." What a mess! You did it on purpose, right!"

"Yes, I did it on purpose!" Ye Jinran nodded slightly, not evading her inner thoughts at all.

"..." Xia Yumo probably didn't expect him to be so direct, so she, who was always eloquent, was silenced.

"Baby, if I want to face you, then I'm still not a man." Ye Jinran said to Xia Yumo ambiguously, completely ignoring Ling Hanyu who was standing aside.

"Ahem..." Ling Hanyu deliberately coughed twice in order to show his existence.

Xia Yumo couldn't help giving him a blank look, and then said half-jokingly, "Is there something wrong with your throat? Go to the hospital if you have something wrong!"

"..." Ling Hanyu shrugged his shoulders, silently embarrassed in his heart.

This counts as—was he shot while lying down?

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Jinran and Xia Yumo gave him a blank look, as if they were deliberately provoking him.

The corner of Ling Hanyu's mouth couldn't help evoking an evil smile, and then strode over to Ye Jinran's side, one hand was casually placed on his shoulder, and the other hand was shaking the goblet filled with red wine .

"Of course, give up! Is it interesting to be a woman fighting for brothers?" Although he looked at Ye Jinran seductively, there was a man's arrogance in his words.

"So what, I think it's very interesting!" After Ye Jinran finished speaking lightly, she was about to go upstairs, but when she passed by Xia Yumo, she deliberately pinched her cheek.

"Damn, you're really shameless!" Xia Yumo exhaled, looking helpless.

"Honey, as long as your heart is firm, I won't be afraid of more men chasing you." Ling Hanyu blinked at Xia Yumo ambiguously and said.

"En, I know." Xia Yumo nodded, but felt inexplicably uneasy in her heart, as if something was about to happen...

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At seven o'clock the next morning, before the morning fog had completely cleared, Xia Yumo had already pushed her bicycle out of the villa.

She was afraid that going to school with Ling Hanyu would attract many rumors from her classmates, so she secretly left the villa by herself, and was going to go to school by bicycle alone.

It was winter now, and the weather in the morning was very cold, so Xia Yumo had just ridden for a short time, and her hands were already shaking from the cold, and she almost lost control of the steering wheel.

But the more she rode, the more awkward she felt, and she always felt that the feeling of riding a bike today was different from the past.