《He’s My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past And You !》He's My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past And You !
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Finally arrive, Xiao Yun went down from the motorcycle and gave the helmet back to Andy." Thank you Andy! "
Andy was about to take off his helmet but was stopped abruptly by Xiao Yun. She wails her hand in panic. " Andy! Stupid! What were you going to do? "
Andy slants his head and naively asks her back. " What do you mean? I'm just taking off my helmet. "
Xiao Yun hits his head and shook her head prominently. " What do you think would happen? A top model suddenly came to a school? With a girl riding on his motorcycle? The paparazzi would surely love this scoop. "
Andy leans his chin on his hand and nods in agreement. " That's true, I forgot. I am a top model. " He didn't focus on her main point and catch his attention to another word that Xiao Yun utters.
She sighs again and rubs her forehead. " I should've seen this coming from you. " Her mind agrees with all her heart. ' What an absolute narcissistic person! '
Xiao Yun bids her goodbye before she strides to her class.
On the other hand, at that same moment...
A black car stops Andy motorcycle and the windshield of the car slowly moves downward.
The corner of Andy's lips raises and a big bright smile shows up. He went down from his motorcycle took off his helmet. He marches towards the opened windshield and leaned at the frame of the car.
" Xiao-Lei, How're you ? " he grinned
While smiles filled Andy's handsome face, Wang Li Lei was still expressionless and cold. He didn't answer anything and only glares at him. Andy moves back and jokingly raises both his hand to the airs. " Okay, okay, Mr. Wang, don't get angry and glares at me. "
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Li Lei didn't answer but he frowned at him. Andy could read his mind without even hearing his voice. ' What were you doing with her? '
" I didn't do anything to her, and what's wrong with greeting your childhood friend? "
Li Lei's frown still didn't disappear. Andy shook his head and sigh " Okay okay, It's wrong, I'm wrong !! I shouldn't get too close to her! "
Black lines filled Andy's face ' What a jealous person !!! Xiao-Yun, I pity you for getting this beast attention '
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Xiao Yun was still humming happily, without knowing her childhood friend is pleading to save his life at the same time.
Mei Xing class is actually far from her classroom. Each class-year in the school could occupy the whole floor. In the past, even though her class was far from Mei Xing class, she would still make sure to go to Mei Xing class and follows her everywhere like an obedient dog.
Xiao Yun laughs pathetically at her past life self and strides inside the classroom.
The class turns quiet when Xiao Yun came inside. Her eyebrows raises and she looked around before the chatters came again to the surface. She didn't really care about it and continues to sits at her chair, laying her bag at the table and organize her book under the table shelf.
' Eh ? ' her hand muscles stop moving instantly. Something was stuck inside her desk's shelf. ' Is This a new type of bullying? '
Usually, when people are being bullied, the bullies would put trashes to fill the shelf so that the person couldn't put their book on the shelf.
The thought filled Xiao Yun's mind, she slowly pulls back her books out from the shelf and decided to take a look at it.
What came after that almost instantly shatters all her negative thoughts.
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