Chapter 229 - You’re My Girlfriend From Now On (1)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The middle-aged driver was a little shocked at this command but carried it out dutifully anyway. He stepped on the gas and the car ran toward that spectacled man!
The man had just pushed Miss An in front of the Young Master. He had it coming!
Watching An Xiaxia fall down on the ground, the spectacled man flashed a sinister smile and said, âNext time, just enjoy it while I shower you with my âloveâ~â
An Xiaxia grimaced in pain and was infuriated.
The spectacled man gloated and was going to leave when a luxurious car drove toward him like a bat out of hell. Although the driver had hit the brakes in time, he was still knocked over.
His face contorted in agony as he fell to the ground. He wasnât badly injured, but the pain was very real!
âHey! You hit me with your car! Youâre paying for this! I need compensation!â the spectacled man yelled, trying to take this opportunity to swindle some money. A middle-aged man in a sleek suit then got out of the car and said harshly, âDo you have a death wish, standing in our young masterâs way?â
The spectacled man cringed at his tone right away. He then turned to look at the license plate, which read â666888 1 .â
He drew in his breath. Shit. He was messing with the wrong people!
âS- Sorry... I wasnât watching the road, hoho...â The spectacled man apologized obsequiously. Forget compensation; he was worried about his own safety now!
âHmph, I heard you mentioned compensation there, didnât you? How about this? Letâs call the traffic police and weâll see how much you need to pay us for damaging our car!â The driver stood ramrod straight and bluffed.
The spectacled man cried out, âNo, that wonât be necessary! Please let me go!â
âThen why are you still here?â
âIâm gone!â The spectacled man scrambled to his feet and scurried off.
The driver helped An Xiaxia to her feet right away. âMiss An, are you alright?â
An Xiaxia forced out a smile despite the pain. âIâm fine... Um, Uncle Wang, why are you here?â
âOh... I was picking up the young master! Um, Miss An, youâre hurt. Letâs get you into the car and take you to the hospital!â The driver quickly switched the subject and led An Xiaxia into the car.
Inside, the air-conditioning was switched on and the temperature was perfect.
An Xiaxia sat down beside Sheng Yize and cleared her throat awkwardly.
âSheng Yize, why did you only get so far today? I donât see a traffic jam anywhere,â asked An Xiaxia in confusion.
Sheng Yize only said indifferently after a long silence, âWe were driving slowly so that I could savor the view outside. You got a problem with that?â
âNo, of course not!â How could she?
The driver almost broke into a sweat from the embarrassment. Young Master, you had this Porsche slow to a crawl because we were following Miss Anâs bus. Have you forgotten that already? That was a challenge!
âWhy did you get off here? And, are you badly hurt?â Sheng Yize darted a look at her.
An Xiaxia was embarrassed. âIâm fine. I fell down, thatâs all. Iâm not made from glass... I got off here because that man was a groping pervert! He didnât succeed, though. I chewed him out and the bus driver threw both of us out...â
Sheng Yizeâs pupils contracted abruptly as he gritted his teeth.
Shit. That man had gotten off easy. Being knocked over by a car now seemed like a tap on the wrist!
Sensing the cold air coming out of Sheng Yize, An Xiaxia shivered, taking if as anger toward her.
An Xiaxia grew up with a good habit of admitting her mistakes without hesitation. She covered her little head right away. âSheng Yize, itâs all my fault. Donât be mad at me...â
âOh?â Sheng Yize was a little surprised, then sneered. âTell me what was your fault, then.â