Chapter 9 What kind of bully
Ye Zhixing's brain froze for a second, and then stood up with a "whoosh", she blushed with anger, "So it's you! Scoundrel! Hooligan!"

"Hey." Zhan Junyu responded in a ruffian, looking like he was enjoying himself.

Ye Zhixing wanted to hit someone crazily, and his chest was turbulent, but at this moment, grandpa came and looked at them with a smile, "How are you talking?"

Ye Zhixing suppressed his anger, and was thinking about how to answer more safely, when the man beside him lazily raised the corners of his mouth, and his clear voice filled the air, "It's too late to meet each other."

"..."

Four words are more ruthless than any other words!

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

Ye Zhixing could only smile dryly, she felt depressed, she was worried about her grandfather's body, she couldn't express her suffering.

Grandpa nodded in satisfaction, and then his eyes fell on Ye Zhixing, "Okay, Zhixing, Jun Yu is an honest boy, you must not bully him."

Ye Zhixing said yes, but gave the man next to him a hard look, honestly?Bully?Who is bullying whom?
But she didn't dare to tell her grandpa the truth. If grandpa knew that she had slept with him, she might be in a state of joy, and the wedding would be on the agenda tomorrow!
No matter what kind of eyes Ye Zhixing looked at, Zhan Junyu readily accepted it, and his smile was like a mellow wine, which made people intoxicated.

Because of her attitude, Ye Zhixing felt that his iron fist was hitting cotton, which was meaningless.

"I don't know what you young people like. I asked the kitchen to prepare some food, so you just make do with it and eat something with me, an old man."

At this time, accompanied by laughter and talking, three people came in.

As soon as grandma Yang Xueqin saw Ye Zhixing, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and she was so indifferent that she was even worse than strangers.

The corners of Ye Zhixing's mouth pulled up far-fetchedly, showing a bitter smile.

After her mother passed away, her grandmother completely treated her, the granddaughter who killed her daughter, with cold eyes.

But for Yang Zhi and Ni Sishang, it was just the opposite.

Yang Zhi and her mother were college classmates. When she brought them home, her grandmother was surprised to find that Yang Zhi was somewhat distantly related to her. Yang Zhi was born in poverty, but her small mouth was very cute.

Grandma saw that she was pitiful and sensible, so she took her in as her goddaughter.

After her mother committed suicide, grandma didn't want to see Ye Zhixing, so Yang Zhi was by her side, so grandma treated Yang Zhi closer and closer, almost as a substitute for her daughter.

But at this moment, seeing Ye Zhixing's grandmother and Yang Zhi being so close, he felt extremely heartbroken.

Poor grandma, kept in the dark, treats her enemies as relatives.

Helpless, because she has no evidence now.

Seeing Ye Zhixing appearing here, Ni Sixang raised his eyebrows, very surprised.

Because of her grandmother's dislike, she rarely came back.

But she was only surprised for a moment, and was immediately attracted by the man beside Ye Zhixing!

What a handsome man, once, she thought Liang Xiuqi was the most handsome, but compared with the man in front of her, she couldn't compare to the man in front of her.

Liang Xiuqi, at best, is just a brat.

But the man in front of him was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, an exquisite watch, and his legs were straight and slender, showing the spirit of a mature man everywhere.

The facial features are meticulously carved, and the outline is also outrageously handsome.

Ni Sishang was dumbfounded.

"This is..." until Yang Zhi admired her eyes and asked with a smile.

 Yesterday was a little lucky, the lucky reader is Ye Jinli~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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