Wild Sweet Temptation

She immediately pulled her clothes on, not wanting Zhou Zaize to see this scene, but he broke into the room in advance.

The dazzling light blinded her temporarily. She heard Zhou Zaize curse angrily, followed by the sound of a fight.

He touched his glasses in panic and someone stepped on his hand.

After his vision cleared, he realized that there were not only Zhou Zaize and the people from the dance troupe in the room, but also many sturdy young men. They surrounded Zhou Zaize and beat him up, leaving him without the strength to fight back.

"Zaize! Why are you hitting him? Let him go, it has nothing to do with him!"

Ji Fanxing hurriedly pulled his clothes together and crawled over, but was kicked away by someone. One of the young men grabbed Zhou Zaize's hair and said in a muffled voice.

"Do you want a slap on the face?"

He is one of the students applying to film school and will be going out for training soon. Appearance is indeed very important.

Qin Rao looked at Ji Fanxing. "Sister Ji, I'll give you a chance to choose whether to touch his face or not."

"Nuonuo, don't bother me! Don't agree to all their requests!" Zhou Zaize shouted, and then he was kicked in the stomach. He immediately had to bend down and kneel on the ground.

She wiped her tears and said in a trembling voice, "You said..."

Qin Rao's request was simple. First, she must not tell anyone about what happened today, otherwise Zhou Zaize would not be able to save his reputation. Second, she must come over every noon to clean up the dance studio.

It sounds simple, but it is not.

After letting the two go, Zhou Zaize said angrily, "You must tell the teacher! They are such people! Alas, I'll sacrifice my face, but Nuonuo, you can't go to them again!"

Ji Fanxing sighed slightly and forced a smile with difficulty.

"You can go to the training camp in a few days. I'll feel more at ease when you leave. You must remember not to let me down... Don't worry about the money. Just tell me if you need it."

Zhou Zaize was speechless. The turn of events seemed to be different from what they had planned. In this situation, Ji Fanxing actually thought of his safety first?

It doesn’t matter. By leaving Ji Fanxing, not only can he get the money but he can also continue to date other girls. This is a win-win situation.

His eyes immediately misted up and he rubbed her little face with the tip of his thumb with heartache.

"Promise me that you will call me if you have any problems. Don't force yourself. If they give you a hard time, go find the teacher."

She nodded. "Okay."

Sending Zhou Zaize away was like putting a worry to rest, and now she sat at a table by herself again.

No one in the class wanted to sit with her, and gradually, there was nothing much to talk about. Sometimes she wondered if her language skills were about to degenerate.

It seemed like it would always be like this. In the later part of junior high school, she was confined to a wheelchair because of a broken leg and gradually lost her social circle. In high school, she lost it again because of her own mistakes.

Maybe her world is gray.

She thought that Zhou Zaize had left and there was nothing threatening her over there, so she could just stay in the classroom. But she obviously thought things were too simple.

Bullying is always unreasonable. Every day after school, they would block her and drag her back to the dance studio to beat her up.

Qin Rao took out photos, which showed her being stripped and beaten.

"I believe your parents, your friends, or outsiders would be sad to see this kind of photo."

Ji Fanxing snatched the photo and tore it into pieces, Qin Rao spread her hands. "It doesn't matter, there are still many."

"What do you want? It's enough. It's enough..."

She cried and shook her head, not understanding why things turned out this way.

"That's enough? You really are good at embellishing your own mistakes, right?"

A senior student next to her kicked her hard in the head, and Ji Fanxing was knocked to the ground again.

"That's right, you are saying such foolish things! You are really a child who grew up in a honeypot, you don't know how difficult it is to survive in the outside world!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand again to hit Ji Fanxing. Ji Fanxing turned her head away and closed her eyes tightly. In the end, only a scream was heard.

Su Muchen appeared in the dance classroom at some point, holding sugar-roasted chestnuts in one hand and with the other hand twisting the arm of the senior student who had just spoken, and forcibly lifted her up.

His expression was colder and more ruthless than ever before. "You really like to say stupid things."

After saying that, he broke the opponent's wrist, threw it aside like a rag, and walked straight towards Ji Fanxing. Everyone around him automatically stepped back, not daring to act rashly.

The little girl on the ground raised her eyes slightly, looking indescribably pitiful, and her red knuckles showed the brutality that had just happened.

The veins on Su Muchen's hands bulged, and Ji Fanxing gently pulled up the hem of his pants. "Baby... I want to go home..."

Tears filled the corners of her eyes and flowed out along with the word "go home". No emotion could be seen in Su Muchen's eyes. He held her in his arms like a child and did not forget to stuff the bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts into her arms.

"go home!"

When he reached the door, he turned around slightly, and without even a glance, the air in the room became heavy and condensed.

"You all wait here for me. I'll be back in a bit and whoever's gone will be gone."

"Huh." The low sound made the hairs of the people in the room stand on end. This warning was more frightening than any language.

Putting the little girl in his arms on the bed, Su Muchen lowered his eyes and looked at her. "Let me see the injury, Xing'er?"

Ji Fanxing hid in the quilt, wrapped herself tightly and shook her head. She didn't want her son to see her like that, it was too ugly.

"Okay, then you must remember to apply the medicine. If I come back later and find that you haven't moved, I will do it myself~"

Patting her head, Su Muchen turned and walked out the door. He saw the antidepressants placed at the entrance, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

After taking the medicine, Ji Fanxing struggled to get up and continued his daily plan step by step.

These external things could not affect her pursuit of her goal, and the swelling and pain in her knuckles could not stop her.

Su Muchen came back around midnight, still with that nonchalant look on his face. Seeing her sitting back down to study quietly, he pulled a chair over and sat next to her, then raised his hand to lift a handful of her hair and tuck it behind her ear.

"Do you have any ideas?"

She was slightly startled and looked at the man in front of her blankly.

He seemed very different from before. He had lost his youthfulness and looked a little more stable.

She didn't know what he meant by idea.

"I was wrong about this matter. I hope they will apologize to me in front of the whole school."

"You're right. Everyone makes mistakes. Besides, a mistake in a performance won't affect them at all."

Su Muchen sneered. "Don't be fooled by their shouting. In fact, they have already got what they wanted."

It's just gone now, that's all. But if it's gone again, it won't be a bright future.

She sighed deeply and thought about Jiang Minyi's father.

"Let them... expose their crimes in person. At least let everyone know that they are all hypocritical. Otherwise, I'm afraid that someone else will... get hurt..."

"Gone?"

Hmm... She grabbed Su Muchen. "They... won't be killed by you, right?"

Su Muchen narrowed his eyes, and finally raised the corners of his mouth. "What do you think? Xing'er, do you think I'm someone who would kill people?"