Fiancé is domineering

Chapter 1 Meet the best! 01
In the morning, the soft wind was blowing, and the faint fragrance of flowers floated in from the car window. I stretched my waist, leaned against the leather chair boringly, and complained in my heart: this weather and this time are originally It makes people sleep, the school is also true, every day the class is so early, wasting my good sleep time.

"Ah..." The car suddenly made a loud noise, and I shook my whole body. As soon as I sat down firmly, I asked the driver, Uncle Wen, "What happened?"

"Miss, wait a minute, I'll go down and have a look." Uncle Wen said as he opened the door and got out of the car. I checked the time. Oops, I seem to be late. If that perverted female teacher catches me, then I have to stand again playground. ?
No, it's too embarrassing.

Thinking about it, I poked my head out and shouted at Uncle Wen, "What's the matter?"

"Miss, the car has broken down. It looks like I need to call a repairman." Uncle Wen said as he opened the door for me.

"Isn't it?" I smiled wryly, got out of the car, and looked around. It seemed that I was very close to the school, so I should have time to run there now, right?Thinking about it, I waved at Uncle Wen and said while running, "Uncle Wen, I'll go to school by myself, you can go back after you fix the car."

"Be careful." Uncle Wen shouted with concern.

"Understood." I turned my head and smiled at him reluctantly. I felt very depressed when I thought about running on the road. It's fine to arrive before class. If I'm a few minutes late, I'm really going to hit the wall...

Patronizing and thinking, he didn't see the way ahead for a while, and bumped into the person walking in front.

"I'm sorry." I said apologetically to the person in front of me, then looked up at that person, frowning on the spot, there were seven or eight men standing in front of me, all staring at me fiercely.

Alas, you won’t be scolded for hitting a tree or an electric pole. The only downside is that it’s too painful. You might be scolded for hitting someone, but at least it won’t hurt. But this time I’d rather have some pain than face a group of people macho.

The red-haired man I bumped into yelled at the cute cookie with a cock, "Damn girl, you dare to hit me, are you looking for death?"

Please, before he loses his temper, he should also pay attention to his saliva, really, it's all over people's faces, it's disgusting.

(End of this chapter)