章 134: JIEJIE, DON'T CALL ME YANG MENGHUO!

"Meng Bao…" I muttered subconsciously upon seeing this slag mean standing in front of my house, waiting for me to come out. 

I clenched my fist for a moment, but I didn't want to look agitated in front of Meng Bao because I know Meng Bao wasn't worth all my attention after all he did to me. 

Thus, I looked at him straight in the eyes and asked, "Yang Menghuo, what do you want here? I thought you're having a nice date with your childhood sweetheart there."

"No, Ying Jie, I can explain this. It's all misunderstanding," Meng Bao said. 

I glared at him and then told my mom, "Mom, can you give us some time alone?"

My mom sighed and turned her back, leaving us alone. I used my sandal and told Meng Bao to come with me. I guided him to the small hill near my house and then asked him to sit down on a bench under a tree. 

"Jie, you're not going to sit with me?" Meng Bao asked.