Chapter 107: You Dare to Hit Someone Like Him?

  "Ke Huan Ye, you dare to hit someone like him? Aren't you afraid of dirtying your hands?"

  A cold voice, carrying a faint freshness of ice and snow, sounded behind her. Wen Tianmu turned her around, making her face him.

  "Ko Huan Ye."

  If just now Qiong Yue's face was still full of surprise and shock, unable to believe it, then now, there is only a dull grayness left, her lips pale white, muttering to herself.

  She is Ke Huan Ye, it turns out she is indeed Ke Huan Ye, the one liked by both the Crown Prince and the Young Master, Ren Jia's newly appointed student council president, the focus of everyone's attention, the object of everyone's envy.

  "Ran Yi, I originally thought your girlfriend was like you, but now, I really feel sorry for you. This is between the two of you, and I shouldn't have said anything more. If a woman like that is worth your heartache and despair, then it proves I've misjudged you too."

  Ke Huan Ye looked at Rang Yi, seeing his painful and sorrowful expression, and slowly opened her mouth.

  "Ke Huan Ye, what qualifications do you have to criticize others? You're the darling of heaven, both the crown prince and the young master like you. Have you ever had days when you worried about money? Have you ever felt the pain of watching clothes and shoes you liked but couldn't afford? In this aristocratic academy, everyone dresses better than me, everyone eats better than me. Although I'm the president of the broadcasting club, those people seem nice to me on the surface, but I know they're all secretly mocking me..."

  "Shut up! Xi Qiong Yue, I promised you, we're breaking up. From now on, we'll be strangers, each going our separate ways."

  Ran Yi interrupted Xi Qiong Yue's words and didn't let her continue speaking.

  "Qiong Yue, this is fate, my fate is better than yours, you can be jealous but it's useless, if you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for not having this fate."

  Ke Huan Ye coldly smiled as he looked at the girl in front of him, money, a woman who couldn't be separated from money with three sentences, how pitiful, until now, she still thought that money was the most important thing.

  Qiong Yue didn't say another word, slowly getting up from the ground, looking at the boy she used to deeply love in front of her. At this moment, there was no sign of her in his eyes, no familiar tenderness, and inexplicably, a heart began to ache faintly.

  "Miss Xi, one day you will regret your ignorance and shallowness."

  Wen Tianmu gazed at Xi Qiong Yue walking by his side and suddenly said a sentence, with an icy gaze that carried a hint of certainty.

  Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, her body suddenly stiffened, biting her lower lip tightly, and ran out of the hall.

  Ke Huan Ye didn't say a word, looking at Rang Yi, and found that the person had returned to normal. It seemed that Xi Qiong Yue's injury was deep, but he hadn't become disheartened because of it. After this emotional setback, he would be even more motivated to make progress. Such a person is destined to be favored by success.

  "How long have you been here?"

  Ke Huan Ye looked at the demon man in front of her, wrinkled her nose and asked in a bad tone.

  "Ke Huan Ye, does your foot no longer hurt?"

  Wen Tian raised an eyebrow and didn't respond to her words, instead asking a question back. The eyes that had just held a hint of warmth turned cold and clear upon hearing her sentence.

  "It hurts, how can it not hurt, it's killing me."

  Ke Huan Ye replied in a tone that was slightly off-key, the demon in front of him already showing subtle signs of anger, and he couldn't afford to provoke him.

  Wen Tianmu didn't say a word, suddenly squatted down, picked up one of her feet, lifted the gauze to check the wound underneath.

  By the way, I've said it before that updates are irregular! Babies can accumulate for a while and then watch, must collect! Otherwise, who knows when you won't be able to find it anymore.