100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 895 Su Muzhe

Chapter 895 Su Muzhe

Jin Huan paused slightly, nodded, gently tucked her chin in, and said in a low, soft voice, "I will take my own revenge."

It makes one's heart melt for no reason.

Zhou Yatang finally couldn't resist and gently touched her head.

She's always like this; she seems so fragile and vulnerable, yet she manages to withstand every seemingly fierce storm.

But this gentle feeling only lasted until he got up.

The moment he turned around, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The methods used by the powerful and wealthy are often more cruel and vicious than the limits of ordinary people's understanding.

In this society, if your parents don't teach you respect, someone will teach you it when you step into the arena of life.

Some might think it's going too far, since it's just a verbal dispute.

But after round after round of accumulation of power and capital, everything in the living environment has long become unfair. No one is obligated to tolerate or yield. Should those with power and influence tolerate the masses at the bottom of society? Must those favored by fate be of noble character?

The short, fat man was thrown out of the police cordon by the bodyguards.

He was a little dizzy from the fall, but he was still holding his breath and, ignoring the pain in his tailbone, got up, ripped the smelly rag out of his mouth, grabbed the work badge hanging around his neck, and was about to rush inside.

"What you're doing is illegal! Let me in!"

His voice was so loud that it immediately drew the attention of the guards around him.

Immediately, a pair of police officers quickly approached.

The man didn't even have a chance to utter a second word before someone covered his mouth and took him away.

......

After the little girl made an example of someone, fewer people dared to gossip about her to her face.

Even if many people are still dissatisfied, at least they have become much more restrained in their behavior.

However, she was too sharp and for a time, no one dared to approach her. Fortunately, Jin Huan did not come here to make friends.

Old Huang called for help, and she went over.

When not in use, she would sit alone on a small stool, watching everyone busy.

Not overly proactive, but not negligent either.

And so the day quietly passed.

When I left, the sky was filled with stars.

The man glanced at the girl who was silently looking out the window, pursed his lips slightly, and then raised the partition in the back. Hearing the sound, Jin Huan slowly turned to look at him, her eyes pure and innocent. She didn't speak, but he knew she was asking him why he had raised the partition.

"I'm just kidding myself, I've been alone with you."

Zhou Yatang is rather reserved. The girl is much younger than him, so while he is gentle, he unconsciously carries a sense of tenderness and restraint, as if he is holding her in the palm of his hand.

Having not handled his own affairs well, he consciously avoided getting close to her.

Now, with nothing to worry about, I sit beside her, feeling both happy and cautious.

The most touching thing is when a silent person is gentle.

She was slightly taken aback, looking at the shimmering energy flowing from the man's body.

His fingers, resting on the leather seat, curled slightly, and the amber beads on his wrist began to burn.

But she still hesitated. After a moment, the girl turned her head slightly, leaned back in her chair, and created some distance between them. She did not give Zhou Yatang any reply.

A silent atmosphere filled every inch of the carriage.

A fleeting hint of disappointment crossed the man's eyes, but it was only a hint. After all, he had known from the beginning that some people were like the bright moon.

His desire to possess the bright moon was nothing but a delusion; how could he expect the high-hanging moon to come to him willingly?

This journey wasn't short, but time inexplicably flew by when I was with her.

Zhou Yatang got out of the car and opened the door for her.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

"Huanhuan."

Upon hearing this, she stopped and turned to look at him silently. At that moment, he was devoid of any sharpness, with endless moonlight behind him.

"Good night."