Dancing Youth: Evil and Rebellious Girl

Chapter 242 The Life I Want To Live

"Wow, that diamond ring is awesome, see it? It's so shiny."

"This phone is the latest model."

A group of chattering little girls surrounded Season and Ye Ziye tightly, lest others would not know that, counting Season's belongings in detail.

Several black lines formed on Season's forehead, which was extremely depressed.

Ye Ziye raised her head and yelled at them viciously: "Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here."

"Ye Ziye, do you need to do this? Come on, introduce us to each other."

"That's right, such a good product is very rare."

Do they think he is transparent?

Ye Ziye waved his hands and said perfunctorily, "He's my brother, is that okay? Let's go."

"It's strange to believe you. Where are there so many brothers? You said that He Binxian was your brother before, but now you say that this rich young master is your brother."

"I can see that she was taken care of by others."

"Yeah yeah……"

"Have you finished?" Season couldn't take it anymore, he slapped his left hand on the table and stood up.

Standing in front of a junior high school girl, her tall and muscular figure is as oppressive as a mountain.

All of a sudden, the entire tea restaurant fell silent, and everyone looked at the handsome Season. They never imagined that the handsome man was someone who couldn't take jokes.

He drank coldly: "Get out!"

So the schoolgirls who made fun of themselves ran away with their tails between their legs.

Ye Ziye looked at him and sneered: "Why are you excited? It's not about you."

"Transfer me to another school tomorrow." Season grabbed her left hand and dragged her away from this place that he could no longer tolerate.

He pressed the anti-theft switch of the car key, opened the door and drank coldly: "Get in the car for me."

Ye Ziye yelled anxiously: "Have you forgotten what you said? You said that you would stop worrying about my affairs and let me live the life I want to live."

Season was really angry: "Look at what you've done to yourself?"

"I'm not really being taken care of by others. What are you sensitive about?"

"boarding!"

"I'm not going!" At this moment, the two people had the same indomitable expression, thin lips tightly pressed and eyes without fear.

(End of this chapter)