Chapter 29: He treats you like a dog

  "Give me the photo!" Yin Teng Ye stretched out his hand, his sharp eyes fixed on the photo in Hiko Rin's hand. The next second, he directly reached out to grab it, but his wrist was suddenly caught by Qing Yuan.

  "Mr. Yin, please don't lay a hand on our young mistress." The usually gentle and refined Qingyuan's eyes changed in an instant, becoming stern and sharp.

  Yin Tengye shook off Qingyuan's hand, grabbed Qingyuan's collar, and glared at Yilin, gritting his teeth: "Then hand over the photos."

  Xiao Wei, who was standing behind him, also nodded in agreement: "Miss Yanlin, can you give us the photo? It's not like it's useful for you to hold onto it." Although she felt very embarrassed, she absolutely had to get the photo back.

  She could see it clearly just now, in the photo she and Young Master Yin looked like they were kissing!!

  "It's not easy to take a photo that I'm so satisfied with, how can you casually ask for it? Are you afraid I'll show this photo to your young master? What does it have to do with anything? Are you afraid your young master will misunderstand? Ah, do you like your young master?"

  Yanlin swayed back and forth with the photo, her ladylike smile seemed to be shrouded in a layer of coldness, even the sunlight retreated.

  "I, I..." She immediately buried her face, and Xiaowei felt that her throat was blocked, unable to utter a single word.

  "Oh, are you ignoring me now?!" Yin Tongye suddenly pushed Qingyuan away with lightning speed, and in an instant, two fingers pinched the photo, snatched it from Yanlin's hand, and fiercely clenched it into a crumpled ball.

  Her eyes, as deep as the night, shot out a sharp gaze. Yin Teng Ye said very seriously: "Next time you do something so boring, be careful I won't be polite to you." Turning around, he took a step forward, with his back to Xiao Wei, and whispered: "Pig, we're going to be late for class."

  "Ah, yes." Xiao Wei hastily followed behind him in small steps, like a little girl.

  Karateka Hiroshi Lin re-clasped his hands and sighed regretfully, looking at the two people in front of him: "Those two people look quite compatible, unfortunately a good photo is gone like that."

  "Miss, the photo is gone, we can take another one. I'm always ready to serve you. Besides, there's something I think I should report to you..." Qingyuan placed his right hand on his left chest, very respectfully, and after getting a nod from Yanlin, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered.

  Following Yin Tingye, Xiao Wei didn't dare to walk too fast, her eyes fixed on his right fist, which was still clenched into a photo.

  "Is Master Yin going to hold onto it like this and not throw it away? We're almost at the classroom, is he going to go inside before throwing it away? No way, no way. Although the photo has been crumpled up, if you smooth it out, you should still be able to make out who's in it. What if Master Yin accidentally sees it...?"

  Bang!

  "Ah." She bumped into something hard and let out a soft cry, Xiao Wei felt her footsteps unsteady, subconsciously stretching out both arms to hug the thing in front of her.

  A nerve was stimulated, Yin Teng Ye bulged out two beautiful eyeballs, mechanically lowered his head, and his neck crackled. When he saw the palms of his hands stuck to his chest, he shuddered all over and quickly escaped from this somewhat * embrace.

  She turned around, her face red with rage, pointing at Xiaowei and gritting her teeth, her lips trembling as she said: "You, you, you don't understand what it means for men and women to keep a distance! How can you so casually stretch out your devilish claws towards me, you shameless woman!"

  "What? I, I just thought I bumped into the pillar, so... " Xiaowei hastily put her hands behind her back, looking at Young Master Yin with eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, as if he wanted to chop off her hands.

  "Are you kidding me?! You're treating me like a pillar! First, you were flirting with me, and now you're belittling me?!" Yin Tengye grabbed Xiao Wei's collar, his face red with rage, and lifted up the hand holding the photo. Suddenly, his right wrist was seized.

  "Please don't lay a hand on my family's maid." Xiu Ye Chen's calm tone was unruffled, and he looked lazy as he stretched out his long fingers, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, and added, "When beating a dog, one must consider its master."

  "What? Hit... " Yin Tengye looked at his own right fist, put it down uncomfortably. He didn't want to hit anyone, and he wouldn't hit a woman either. Just now, he just wanted Zhu Xiaowei to take the photo away for processing, but unexpectedly... Eh? Wait a minute!

  "Hey, what's this 'you have to consider the master when beating a dog' business? So you're treating this pig like a dog?"

  As he spoke, Yin Tengye reached out and ruffled Xiao Wei's hair, teasing her like a puppy: "You're treating me like a dog just because I'm fixing the bathtub."

  "Hey, Young Master Yin." Little Wei opened his hand, smoothed out her disheveled hair, and pouted in discontent: "You still called me a pig."

  "What's with that?!" Yin Tongye was so angry that she rolled her eyes, no matter what he said, as long as she helped Xiu Ye Chen, it was right!

  "Even if I treated her like a dog, you have no right to call her a pig. At the very least, she is my family's maid! And it seems you've forgotten something." Xiu Ye Chen folded his handkerchief and put it back in his pocket, turned around, and glanced at Yin Tong Ye with disdain, reminding him:

  "Shouldn't you be calling me Young Master?" He couldn't bear the three words "Repair Bath Pool".

  "What? You! Hmph, Ae-hyun still says I'm childish, but who's the one being childish?" Yoon Tae-oh sneered, tossing the photo in his hand and throwing it back: "Do you dare to make another bet with me?"

  Xiao Wei stared at the stack of photos in Master Yin's hand, her eyes rising and falling with it. She swallowed hard, then suddenly reached out with both hands to grab the photos, shouting: "Master Yin, I'm willing to bet! Ah... Uh..."

  She held the photo in both hands, her face twisted in a scowl as she slowly turned to look at Yin Tingye, whose face was already dark with anger, his eyes emitting an aura of intense darkness.

  The beautiful music was like a discordant concerto echoing in the campus sky, and Yoon Tae-oh hadn't even had time to get angry when he was suddenly rushed into the classroom by Ae Hye-yeon.

  Sitting in his own seat, he stared at Zhuo Xiaowei's back with a gaze mixed with anger, depression and coldness, not moving at all. He felt like he was about to be suffocated by her.

  She must be sent by heaven to torment him on purpose!

  Kill her with your eyes.

  Stare... keep staring... continue staring...

  Xiao Wei's whole body trembled slightly, feeling that an ominous gaze was coming from behind. She slightly turned her face to the side, and a gaze like a laser beam swept across the corner of her eye. She immediately retracted it and buried her face in the book.

  Xiu Wei Chen gently shifted his gaze and saw her clenched fist, lazily asking in a low voice: "What's in your hand?"

  Huh? What's in my hand? Suddenly, Xiao Wei remembered that she still had the photo in her hand and hadn't thrown it away!