A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

The ball hit Xie Ke's shoulder hard, and he fell to the ground, crying miserably.

Seeing this, Cheng Bin immediately put down the ball in his hand, raised the club, and walked towards Ji Wuwei.

"How did she offend you?"

Feng Jie also came over and said, "Mr. Ji, your girlfriend will be here soon, why are you in a bad mood?"

This place belongs to Feng Jie's family. Although Feng Jie's family background is far inferior to Ji Wuwei and Cheng Bin, he is better in character, intelligence, and good work. He is a special case of someone who has risen up and successfully mixed into the circle of super rich second generation.

Ji Wuwei took another ball from the table, tossing it back and forth in his hands, and walked towards Xie Ke.

Xie Ke felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as if his bones were broken.

But when Ji Wuwei came over, she suppressed her cries and dared not make a sound.

"Master Ji, Master Ji didn't mean it. I'm fine."

Ji Wuwei sneered and turned around, "Do you believe it? I didn't mean it."

"Of course I believe it!"

"Of course not on purpose!"

"Yes, yes."

"..."

Ji Wuwei laughed roguely, "I did it on purpose."

Several girls were surprised, and only then did they realize that Xie Ke must have offended Ji Wuwei.

Ji Wuwei threw the ball from his left hand to his right hand, back and forth.

He smiled and asked, "When will Huo Yan come?"

Xie Ke was stunned. Could it be that Master Ji suddenly attacked her because of Huo Yan?

"I'm asking you! When will Huo Yan from your class come over?" Feng Jie continued.

Xie Ke trembled and said, "A little while, a little while, it might come soon, that's what she told me."

Ji Wuwei suddenly raised the ball in his hand and said, "If you don't tell the truth, I think you don't need this mouth anymore!"

Xie Ke immediately covered his head with his hands, "Master Ji, Master Ji, I'm telling the truth, that's what she said."

Cheng Bin stepped forward, pulled Ji Wuwei aside and said, "Come on, if you want to come later, then come later. There's no need to be angry with her."

Ji Wuwei nodded. He had to give this face to his brother.

He was half squatting, tossing the ball in his hand.

He said, "Thank you, right? Come on, call Huo Yan and ask her when she'll be here."

Xie Ke's eyes dodged, "She, she..."

Ji Wuwei suddenly raised the ball and yelled angrily, "Stop talking nonsense! Play now!"

Xie Ke quickly called Huo Yan, and Huo Yan answered the call quickly.

"Monitor?"

Xie Ke asked, "Huo Yan, Master Ji asked when you would come to play?"

Huo Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this. "Didn't you ask me to be in charge of the charity sale? The task is too heavy, and the books are not easy to sell."

Xie Ke looked at Ji Wuwei, and Ji Wuwei pointed at Xie Ke angrily.

Xie Ke said a few words quickly and hung up the phone.

"Master Ji, Huo Yan may not be able to come. She is in charge of the charity sale. You heard that the task cannot be completed in a short time."

Ji Wuwei snorted: "You already knew that she was in charge of the class activities, why did you say she would be here soon?"

"I, I just don't want to spoil Master Ji's fun..."

Bang!

"what--"

Ji Wuwei immediately slammed the table tennis ball to the ground, scaring the girls so much that they covered their mouths and screamed.

Ji Wuwei stood up and asked, "Who the hell asked you to meddle in other people's business? Where is Huo Yan?"

"The back door of the school."

Ji Wuwei turned around, picked up his coat, and strode away.

Cheng Bin looked at Xie Ke twice more, curled his lips into a smile, and followed Ji Wuwei.

Feng Jie shrugged. With the two most influential second-generation rich kids gone, the place was no longer interesting. He let the rest of the group eat and have fun as they pleased, and he would pay the bill. After giving his instructions, Feng Jie followed Ji Wuwei back to school.