Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

In the end, the Shamatte boy still couldn't escape a beating, especially on the face.

After beating the guy up, Ye Chuyue was in a good mood and suddenly felt that it was not bad to have a big guy as his uncle-in-law.

In the past, if she got into a fight, no matter what the outcome was, Ye Sinian would give her a scolding, put her in solitary confinement, and confiscate her pocket money.

Now, not only does my aunt not scold people, she also lets her uncle-in-law's subordinates support her.

Wait, what uncle-in-law? Bah, she will definitely not change her opinion of that hypocritical guy because of this incident.

"Sister Yue, I'm sorry. Can you please be magnanimous and forgive us this time?"

The Shamatte's colorful and spirited hair now looks like frost-bitten eggplants, and his face is even more colorful than his hair.

Damn it, I just agreed not to hit my face, now it’s hard to cover it up when I get home, and I have to accept my parents’ mixed doubles.

Ye Chuyue raised her chin and looked at Li Nanxing beside her: "It's not me you should ask for forgiveness from, it's him."

She raised her hand, stood on tiptoe, and patted Li Nanxing's shoulder in a rather heroic manner: "You decide for yourself."

The Shamatte immediately turned around and hugged Li Nanxing's legs, his movements were extremely smooth: "Brother Li, I'm sorry, spare my life."

He knelt down and begged for mercy in one smooth motion.

Li Nanxing lowered his eyes and stared at him, his deep eyes showing coldness. After a while, he curled the corners of his lips and said, "Go away!"

His tone could not hide his annoyance. These rubbish were too weak. They were just a few bodyguards.

I was originally planning to play the hero and save the beauty, but now it's all ruined.

"Okay, there's nothing for you to do now, send Auntie back home."

Ye Chuyue waved casually at the row of black-clad bodyguards behind him, in a good mood.

The black-clad bodyguards all got into the car. The window of the front Maybach rolled down, revealing a delicate and beautiful face: "Yueyue, bye."

Ye Chuyue immediately followed and waved: "Aunt, I will come back to see you later."

The driver in front paused for a moment when he heard this, and quickly informed the boss: "Boss, Miss Ye said she would go to see Miss Shen tonight."

The other party quickly sent a message: "Send the location to Song Anze."

Datou executed it immediately, sent a positioning signal over, and attached a few notes: Miss Ye is here.

After doing all this, he turned the key and started the car.

Gu Baiwei looked through the car window and saw Ye Chuyue and Li Nanxing talking about something. Ye Chuyue's white little hand flicked Li Nanxing's forehead.

I couldn't help but sigh: "It's great to be young."

The driver in front couldn't help but look at her through the rearview mirror. Miss Gu was only in her twenties, why did she speak in such an old-fashioned way?

Gu Baiwei was also stunned after she finished speaking. Why did she say that? She was obviously very young.

After thinking for a long time, I couldn't remember anything. Instead, my head felt dizzy and uncomfortable again.

Forget it, don’t think about it. She will forget about it later anyway.

As the car drove out, a flashy blue sports car sped past them sideways. Gu Baiwei saw Song Anze's handsome profile through the car window.

"Sister Yue, it's a good thing you came to save me. There were so many of them, I was scared to death."

Li Nanxing stood in front of Ye Chuyue. He was tall and strong, but his tone of voice was a bit coquettish.

"Okay, I'll treat you to a meal to calm your nerves."

Ye Chuyue said proudly.

Li Nanxing's eyebrows curved immediately: "Sister Yue is still the best to me."

As he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a blue sports car approaching from the corner of his eye.

Squinting to see the license plate number of the car clearly, Li Nanxing curled the corners of his lips calmly, then reached out and grabbed Ye Chuyue's arm and pulled him directly in front of him.

"Sister Yue, I just remembered that I have something important to tell you..."

Before Ye Chuyue could react, he bent down and slowly approached her, almost speaking into her ear.

The two were very close to each other, and from Song Anze's perspective, it looked like Li Nanxing was lowering his head and preparing to kiss Ye Chuyue.

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel and slammed the car horn hard just as the boy was about to kiss someone.

The shrill sound of the whistle broke the ambiguous atmosphere at the scene.

When Ye Chuyue turned around and saw Song Anze's car, a look of joy immediately appeared on her face, and she quickly said to Li Nanxing: "Brother Anze is here to pick me up."

As she was talking, she wanted to run towards the car, but her wrist was grabbed by a slightly cold, thin hand: "Sister Yue, didn't you say you would treat me to a meal?"

She scratched her head and immediately remembered the promise she had made just now. She was so excited to see Song Anze that she almost forgot it.

He reached out and patted Li Nanxing on the back: "Of course, let's go, together."

Maybe it was because she used too much force, but Li Nanxing coughed a few times when she hit him.

"Are you OK?"

She clearly didn't use much strength, so why did she cough? Did she just get hurt internally?

Li Nanxing lowered his eyes, covered his chest and coughed twice: "It's okay, I was just hit twice by a baseball bat, I won't die."

Ye Chuyue's face immediately became nervous: "Let's go to the hospital for a check-up first."

Seeing Song Anze just coming over, she immediately stepped forward and grabbed him, saying in a worried tone, "Brother Anze, please help him check if he is hurt anywhere. He was just hit on the back by a stick."

Seeing her nervous look for others, Song Anze felt inexplicably blocked in his heart and felt very uncomfortable.

But he still said to Li Nanxing in a cold voice: "Give me your hand."

Although he is a Western medicine practitioner, he has been interested in traditional Chinese medicine since he was a child, and can diagnose some basic problems by taking the pulse.

The slender white fingers rested on the boy's slightly thin wrist.

The pulse was strong and powerful, there was no problem at all.

Song Anze looked up and saw the young man looking at the girl next to him with a gentle smile on his face.

I felt uncomfortable instantly. That look in his eyes was so tender and gentle, it didn't look like the look one gives to an ordinary friend at all.

"What's wrong? Are you seriously injured?"

Seeing that he had a sullen face and said nothing, Ye Chuyue's heart suddenly began to beat fast.

"It's okay. He's in good health."

If I guessed correctly, this kid was probably pretending. As for the reason, he looked at Ye Chuyue who had a worried look on his face and pursed his lips.

"Now that the matter has been resolved, let's go."

He reached out to hold Ye Chuyue's hand, but found nothing.

Looking down, he saw that the hand he wanted to hold was now resting on Li Nanxing's arm.

Ye Chuyue frowned and looked worried: "Is everything really alright?"

Li Nanxing raised the corner of his lips calmly and shook his head: "I'm really fine, right? Doctor Song."

He definitely did it on purpose!

Song Anze keenly caught the provocative smile on his lips, and his face suddenly turned cold: "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

He clenched his fists, turned around and walked away, but his steps were much slower than usual, as if he was waiting for someone to call him at any time.