Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

I pursued a few more steps forward, and although my doubts were getting bigger and bigger, I still didn't dare to go up to find out what happened, mainly because of the following two reasons.

First, the moment I see her, she is bound to see me.As our eyes met, should I pretend to be nonchalant and walk away, or should I greet her calmly?

Second, if it's her secret and I ran into her by accident, how can she not be embarrassed, and how should we get along in the future?

But if I can't confirm the true identity of the girl in front of me, I will inevitably think wildly when I see Han Bing in the future. After all, she really doesn't look like a girl from a poor family.

I looked at the wide streets of Firework Lane, then crossed the road and walked to the opposite sidewalk. After standing side by side with the girl suspected of Han Bing, I turned my face slightly and looked across the road from a distance. [

At first glance, a heart almost jumped out, and that girl turned out to be Han Bing!

Because the streets of Firework Alley are very wide, Han Bing didn't notice that someone was watching her on the sidewalk opposite, and he was still chatting and laughing happily with the middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man was dressed in casual clothes. He looked about 40 years old, but he gave the impression that he was handsome and elegant, with a chic taste, and he matched Han Bing very well.

There is a drum in my heart, that man can give people such a personable feeling, unless it is a temperament that can only be cultivated under the influence of a long-term noble life.

I also wondered if this was Han Bing's elder or something, but the intimate actions of the two of them can only prove... Han Bing should be taken care of by him.

I finally came to this conclusion, and I was inevitably disappointed. The image of Han Bing in my heart suddenly collapsed.

I followed in despair for a while, and saw the two of them going in and out of the brand store, carrying more and more shopping bags in their hands, and each of them had already weighed three or four.

The man seemed unwilling to go shopping anymore, and he was a little out of breath. Han Bing leaned on his shoulder, charming like a kitten, without the prestige of the student union president at all.The man laughed heartily, patted her head, and walked around for a while, before the two got into a famous car and drove away.