âWhy are you so mad?â
â...â
Shen Yanâan heard the little girlâs pitiful question and saw her clear cat eyes; there was no way anyone could let their anger out on her.
Of course he knew that none of this had anything to do with Ye Sang, he just couldnât help but take his anger out on her.
The boy pursed his pale lips together and replied in a barely audible voice, â...Who told you to tell the truth?â
Sheâs so stupid.
Doesnât she know how to lie?
Ye Sang took a step back and clenched her dress with teary eyes. She tilted her head to the side and heard his mumblings.
The little thing turned around and stared at him, âBrodda, what did you say?â
Whoâs your brother?
The little boy secretly argued back in his heart.
Zhao Yuan watched the two stare at each other and ignore him, and anger shot up inside him.
He picked up the ink bottle on the table and threw it over, cursing at them,
âB****!â
Shen Yanâan pupils shrank.
He clenched his fist tightly and closed his eyes. At this moment, his thoughts were clearer and calmer than ever.
He was only going to get hit by it.
How bad could it be?
Shouldnât he be used to this already?
However...
He didnât feel the expected pain.
He opened his eyes abruptly and heard milky sobs.
The little thing sat on the ground with black ink all over her, gazing at Shen Yanâan while sobbing and looking wronged.
The bitter way that she looked at him almost seemed like she was looking at a âtraitorâ.
Ye Sang would have dodged it from her spot.
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If she dodged, Shen Yanâan would be hurt by it.
When the bottle of ink flew towards her, she almost subconsciously shielded it off from the boy.
Because she was standing up, the glass bottle just happened to land on her head and she sobbed from the pain.
The cute little thingâs forehead had a red mark on it and ink tainted her white dress. Su Ruirui, who was watching from the side, immediately raged.
âFatty Zhao! You are so dead!â
He lifted his leg up and kicked Zhao Yuanâs round bottom furiously and his powerful kick sent the fatty flying.
Ye Niannian soon reacted and threw himself over, pinning Zhao Yuan fiercely on the ground.
Ye Niannianâs expressions were dark, âHow dare you hit my sister?!â
Damn it!
Where did this fatty get the courage to bully his sister?!
âWuu...â The little thing was too busy crying and didnât think that they would start a fight.
She saw Su Ruirui and Ye Niannian throwing fists from the left and right, beating Zhao Yuan together.
âWaoh! Su Ruirui is awesome!â
âSo is Ye Niannian!â
âPoor Sangsang, she got bullied by Zhao Yuan.â
âI heard from my dad that Zhao Yuanâs dad is Jiyueâs headmaster...â
âWill they be expelled?â
All children sank into a moment of strange silence.
It looked like... they couldnât exclude this possibility?
Shen Yanâan watched the drama in front of him coldly and quietly as if he was the outsider.
He was unreasonably calm.
But...
When he saw a teary Ye Sang squatting down on the ground, tiny fluctuations finally appeared in his calm eyes.
âWhy didnât you dodge it?â He remembered that thatâs what he asked.