Autor: Qingqing Zijin 05 Máquina traductora
Naturally, Jun Muqian was prepared this time. He couldn't let anyone hit him again, so he wanted to fight back.
Jian Xiaomo quickly ran over and blocked in front of the two of them.
2Long Chenjue was about to punch Jun Muqian, but when he saw Jian Xiaomo suddenly appear out of nowhere, his face changed drastically. When he was still very close to Jian Xiaomo, he stopped and shouted, "Jian Xiaomo, do you have a death wish?"
2If he punched her, it would be weird if her face wasn't ruined!
2Jian Xiaomo was so scared that her face turned pale. However, at this moment, she didn't have time to pay attention to Long Chenjue. She pushed Jun Muqian behind her and said, "Muqian, let's go."
2Jun Muqian's nose was still bleeding, but he covered it with his hand. Soon, blood flowed out from between his fingers. It was a horrible sight.
"Okay, I'll go first." Jun Muqian didn't want to face Jian Xiaomo like this. He covered his face, got in the car, and started the engine to leave.
2Long Chenjue was blocked by Jian Xiaomo and couldn't move.
Seeing that Jun Muqian had left, Long Chenjue reached out his hand and suddenly grabbed Jian Xiaomo's arm.
2Jian Xiaomo felt a sharp pain. She turned around and found that the huge sunglasses that Long Chenjue was wearing had fallen to the ground. There were dark circles around his deep eyes. It seemed that he had not slept last night. No wonder this man was wearing sunglasses. It was a cover-up.
2This was called hurting others and hurting oneself. Jian Xiaomo sneered.
Seeing Jian Xiaomo's sneer, Long Chenjue was instantly angry. He was about to say something when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, he shouted to the other side, "What's the matter?"
2The other side was obviously frightened. For a long time, Jian Xiaomo did not hear the sound coming from the other side of Long Chenjue's hand.
2Just as the man was so irritated that he wanted to hang up the phone, the other side seemed to have spoken.
Long Chenjue narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jian Xiaomo. Then he said, "Drive to the school!"
2After saying the name of the school, he hung up the phone with a bang.
Jian Xiaomo was a little stunned. What was he doing? Just as she was surprised, Long Chenjue directly pulled her hand towards the school.
2"What are you going to do, Long Chenjue?" Jian Xiaomo angrily shook off Long Chenjue's hand.
2"Did you call the repair shop to call me?" Long Chenjue said through gritted teeth.
2Jian Xiaomo blinked her eyes and said, "Yes." Was it wrong for her to return his car to him?
2"Yes? You deserve to die!" Long Chenjue glared at Jian Xiaomo and said with a gloomy face.
2Jian Xiaomo was a little confused. Was this man's brain damaged? Was it wrong for her to return his car?
2She was dragged into the office by force. After half an hour, Jian Xiaomo finally understood the situation.
Standing in front of the lawn of the school, Long Chenjue's car was parked on the lawn. However, it had been repaired. The body of the car had been re-coated with wax, and it was shining brightly when it was parked there.
2Many students around were taking photos of the luxury car. After all, there were only a few luxury cars like this in Sea City.
2The school leader stood there with Long Chenjue. All of them were bowing and groveling, waiting for him carefully. They were afraid that they would accidentally anger this god in front of them.
2Ever since Long Chenjue came here, his eyes had never left Jian Xiaomo. He kept watching the car being parked steadily, and then said in a gloomy voice, "Jian Xiaomo, didn't you want to return this car to me?"
2Jian Xiaomo looked at Long Chenjue in a daze. Was it wrong for her to return it to him?
2