Open life and be forced to become a good person

Chapter 202
"No, sir, when did I call you a pervert?"

Song Yuan looked puzzled.

She didn't say it, what she said was obviously a wretched old man.

This man was about forty years old, wearing a flowered shirt, and his hair was combed sleekly.

It does look a little wretched.

"You just kept looking in my direction, muttering in your mouth about the coloring ghost, didn't you mean what I am?"

Song Yuan's gaze was somewhat dull.

She followed the man's line of sight and looked over.

Fuck, isn't this a coincidence?
Opposite this man sat a young woman.

Visually, at least 20 years younger than him.

"I'm having dinner with my girlfriend, it's none of your business, I want you to tell me what to do."

"Sir, we're really not talking about you." Shan Yuan explained.

And Song Yuan also sighed softly, "Uncle, I'm really not talking about you, you -- just be happy, it's none of my business."

"Then you've been watching us?"

He was still muttering about coloring ghosts or something.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, looking at Song Yuan with a bit of coldness in his eyes.

He was a little older and found a younger woman. The two were in love, so why did these people point fingers.

"I'm not looking at you."

Song Yuan shook his head, "It's really not you, believe it or not, what I'm talking about is a real pervert."

"Where are there real ghosts in this world, even if you are talking nonsense, you have to find a decent excuse."

"Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Song Yuan explained again.

"I'm really not talking about you."

"Forget it, since you don't dare to admit it, I can't force you to admit it either." The man grabbed Song Yuan by the skirt, lifted her up,
"Forget it this time. If there is another time, don't blame me for being rude to you. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't hit women. My fist is very hard. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Song Yuan is very thin.

With a tug, the man lifted her up.

He glanced at Song Yuan contemptuously.

With such a small body, he still dares to yell at others.

"let me tell you--"

"Brother—come here quickly, don't worry about that person, I have to rush to work. We finally got together, let's talk for a while."

The young woman opposite the man frowned and called out to him.

"Wait for me first, I have to teach this woman a lesson." Although he said that he would let it go, but the man felt very uncomfortable when he thought of the woman's expression just now.

"Forget it, look at the time, I really don't have much time, and I'm still in a hurry to go to work! If you don't want to get together with me, just tell me, I'm leaving now."

The woman frowned even tighter, she picked up her bag and was about to leave!

"We just do our own thing, why bother to think so much, what other people think of us, just let them go."

Every time he mentions the issue of their age, his reaction is very big, "If you really mind the age difference between us, then we should break up, so that no one will laugh at you anymore !"

The woman turned and left.

She was also very uncomfortable.It was like this every time, and she had had enough.

There is indeed a 20-year age gap between her and Wu Ying. When the two of them go out together, there will always be someone pointing and pointing. She is already mentally prepared.

But—Wu Ying seemed to care more about others talking about it than she did.

"No, Anna, I'm not worried that I will be said, I'm afraid that you will be hurt." Seeing his girlfriend leaving, the man quickly dropped Song Yuan and chased him out.

What he didn't know was that if he didn't let go, Song Yuan didn't intend to be polite to him.

"Is this person too sensitive?"

Shan Yuan was speechless.They just said the word pervert.

How could it be broken like this.

"Although we're not talking about them, it's obvious that he thinks so too, otherwise, he wouldn't be so angry."

It was because they were telling the truth that he was so angry.

"What is that woman trying to do with this man!"

If it's not for money, then——

A rude and temperamental old man, what does she want from him?

"How would I know this?" Song Yuan shook his head, "If there is really love between them, it's normal, after all, love is blind."

Song Yuan stood up, "I'm leaving, thank you for your hospitality, and remember, don't get close to Zhen Zifeng."

When Song Yuan walked to the entrance of the street and was about to take the bus, he saw the couple just now.

The two seem to have reconciled.

The man is putting his arms around the woman and whispering something.

The woman's eyes softened visibly.

Looking at the man's eyes are soft.

Well - it's true love, no doubt.

But when Song Yuan was about to leave, the familiar feeling of not being able to pull his feet came again.

"The mission of merit order: to rescue Anna, and let her break free from hopeless love."

Song Yuan: "..."

Why is it hopeless love, she looks at the two of them, they are obviously very good!

"Host, this Anna is a kind person, and her kindness must not be let down."

"If Anna can wake up, I will reward you with five hundred merits."

"……"five hundred?
so much?
She didn't have so much merit in saving a good person whose life was in danger.

Obviously, this is problematic.

"Is this task particularly difficult, otherwise, how could there be so many merits?"

"Will the host accept it? The system is very humane, if you don't want to accept it—"

"Then you let me go." She couldn't even move her legs, and told her to be humane.

"Our humanity is to save her."

Song Yuan: "..."

This is indeed a humane speech, but it is humanizing other people.

"Then can you tell me what happened to her?"

"The host can contact her."

After Xiao Ling finished speaking, he felt that his legs and feet could move.

She strode towards the couple.

Seeing Song Yuan, the man grinned at her.

It seems that he is still remembering what happened just now.

"What's wrong with you?" The woman asked inexplicably, she obviously felt that her man's body became stiff in an instant.

"It's that woman again."

"Which woman? Did you do something to be sorry for me?"

"No, no, it's the one who just called me a pervert in the tea restaurant."

The man gritted his teeth and said.

"Have we eaten at the tea restaurant just now?"

"..."

The man shook his head, Anna's memory seemed to be getting worse.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't dislike it...

(End of this chapter)