Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"I promise you."

The young man said in a low and gloomy voice on the phone, "But I don't accept the revision."

Most of the sleepiness disappeared immediately.

Ye Kong opened his eyes and curled his lips slightly: "It's not even certain whether the manuscript can be passed, and you're already making demands?"

"Bring your manuscript and meet me at that coffee shop."

She hung up the phone, got up and went downstairs with renewed energy, and asked Qu Wu to make her a cup of chocolate.

She had no classes in the afternoon, so she sat in an empty store that had not yet opened. She went from sitting with her back straight to sitting with her shoulders slumped, then she slumped over the table, and finally she simply put the chairs together and lay down.

I waited until the lunch break was over, but two hours passed and no one came.

Ye Kong glanced at his phone, turned over and sat up, and made another call.

There was only one beep in the receiver and the call was hung up.

She was stunned.

About half an hour later, Qian Yilai sent a text message saying that he would come after school in the afternoon.

Ye Kong pondered for a while, then went upstairs to paint without saying a word.

During this period, Qu Wu did not come to disturb her, after all, she also had newspapers to do.

At about five o'clock, Ye Kong came down from upstairs and went to Green Mountain Street.

·

It was not yet time for high school to finish school, and most of the people walking on the street were students from Yushan University.

Ye Kong walked half a street, found a shop near Lu Lu, and sat down on the second floor.

This store is adjacent to Green Lu High School. You can see the campus scenery by opening the window. If you are brave enough, you can even jump from the second floor and directly enter Green Lu.

Ye Kong opened the window, looked down, and found that this was the place where Qian Yi almost got through the dog hole that day.

"Are you sure you want to sit here?" the waiter suddenly asked when serving tea. "We occasionally see some uncomfortable violent behavior here."

Meeting Ye Kong's raised eyebrow look, the waiter had a "you know" expression on his face: "You know, high school students love to form cliques, either fighting one-on-one or in groups."

"This is very common, whether in ordinary schools or so-called aristocratic schools."

Ye Kong looked at the pasta served and smiled: "Really? That's great, I'll just treat it as a free performance."

Seeing that she didn't listen, the waiter didn't say anything more.

Ye Kong began to concentrate on eating noodles.

Occasionally look outside.

Until the school bell rang inside the green shoes.

It was a very soothing piano piece, which fitted in perfectly with the aristocratic environment of Green Shoe with its green plants everywhere and exquisite architecture.

Ye Kong even had some doubts. When people walked inside, would they automatically have the illusion that they were nobles? They would probably even straighten their backs subconsciously.

She estimated the time and was about to send a message to Qian Yilai to tell him her location when she heard a series of hurried and chaotic footsteps outside the window.

"You still dare to run! Try running again!"

"Are you really not afraid that I will break your legs once the money comes?"

"You made me chase you around half of the school at noon, and you still dare to sue the teacher? Do you think you are a kindergarten student?"

"When money comes, you really don't know the rules. Who do you think will be the one who ends up getting screwed even if you tell the teacher?"

……

Ye Kong was slurping her noodles seriously, and the scornful laughter outside the window automatically drifted into her ears with the wind.

“When the money came, didn’t you see it?”

Someone's hand was slapping whose face rhythmically, making a snapping sound, like a slow slap in the face.

"At the last banquet, how did your father kowtow and smile in front of my father?"

“You said?” The voice was full of malice, and the sound of slapping faces became louder and louder. “Next time, should I take the initiative to introduce myself to your father? Just say… I’m a good friend of his son, and I wanted… to play games with my good friend, but was rejected.”

"Do you think your father would grab your hair and make you bend over and smile in front of me, kneel down and beg for mercy - just like him?"

There was a chaotic sound of struggling and groaning.

In the end, the body was still pressed hard to the ground, making a muffled sound.

"You still want to fight back?" Someone laughed ridiculously.

"Let's see, what treasure did you bring with you and who did you want to find when you hurried out with your bag on your back this afternoon..."

The struggling sound started again.

Then there was punching and kicking accompanied by laughter.

Finally, after a sound of breaking wind, the boy shouted hoarsely and suppressedly, "Give it back to me!"

"give me back!"

"No touching!"

"Haha, it's such a treasure. It looks like it's really important."

"Let me see what it is..."

"Hold him down! Why is he jumping around like an eel? Tsk..."

"How can such a dark thing contain precious things..."

When the zipper of the backpack was unzipped, Ye Kong finally finished the last bite of noodles.

She stood up, leaned forward, picked up the flowerpot on the window, squinted her eyes and looked down, aiming at the person who was zipping, and threw the flowerpot down without hesitation.

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

The man looked up and saw a flower pot falling rapidly.

"Fuck!"

With a scream, the boy dodged in time, but was still hit on the back and let out a painful howl.

"who is it?!"

Ye Kong didn't reply and threw the flower pots down one after another.

Bang—someone was hit by misfortune.

Crackling - this was the sound of a flowerpot hitting the ground and breaking into pieces.

"Ow!"

"Ah, it hurts!"

"What kind of stinky woman is this? She wants to play the hero and save the beauty! You are dead!"

"what!"

——This is the wailing of the young men.

Ye Kong threw all the flower pots down and shouted at Qian Yilai who was stunned below: "Why don't you run away?"

Qian Yilai came to his senses, quickly picked up his bag, and ran away.

Ye Kong finally stopped only when Qian Yilai's figure disappeared.

By this time, all the flower pots on the shop's windowsill had been smashed by her.

The boss, who heard the noise and ran over, let out a wail when he saw what was happening.

"I will compensate you."

Ye Kong turned and said to him, then his attention was attracted by the endless shouting and cursing below.

"You damn woman! Are you looking for death?!"

"What's your relationship with Qian Yilai?"

"What psychopath dares to meddle in our affairs? You're all attending college at Yushan, don't you know that you can't mess with people with green shoes?"

……

Listening to those shouts, Ye Kong almost laughed out loud, but he had no intention of responding at all.

Amid the chaos, a familiar voice rang out.

"Are you the courier from before?"

As soon as Ye Kong heard the voice, he recognized it. He was the man who sneered at her that day and said, "I hope I can be so righteous later."

Ye Kong looked in the direction of the sound.

The boy was wearing a suit uniform with green shoes. Among all the people, he looked the most natural in this suit.

Noble, aloof, and naturally superior.

Even in the gang fight just now, he didn't seem to be involved, just watching from afar leaning against the bamboo.

Therefore, he was not affected by those flower pots. He was still upright and handsome, and when he looked up, his eyes were extremely cold.

And he seems to be the backbone of these people.

As soon as he opened his mouth, no one spoke anymore.

Ye Kong looked at him and curled his lips: "You have sharp ears, it's me."

"You're not a courier, are you?" The young man looked up at her with his hands in his pockets and asked indifferently, "What's your name?"

"Ye Kong."

"Leaf of leaves, hollow of hollow."

The girl leaned on the windowsill and looked down at them, smiling: "I live at No. 503 Fengyuan Street. I'm an exchange student at Yushan University. I often stay at the 'Newspaper Office' coffee shop on campus."

"Anything else you want to ask me, brothers?"