Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 14

Ai Xiaoqi pursed her lips shyly. This was her former gentle yet domineering deskmate Rukawa.

With a low and majestic tone, he said, "Rukawa, what are you doing? Didn't you hear the ringing sound?"

Teacher Li stared at Rukawa and glared at him.

Rukawa has never been scared in this school. He stood up lazily and said, "Oh, I want to sit with Ai Xiaoqi. She can help me study."

There was silence for half a minute. Is there anyone in this world who can help the little bully study? Who would believe it?

Unexpectedly, Teacher Li gave in and softened his tone: "Guan Lingling, sit next to Rukawa."

"Ryukawa took that table to the first row. Ai Xiaoqi can't see the blackboard clearly from there."

Rukawa's charming smile never shows his teeth, and his eyebrows even twitched towards Ai Xiaoqi.

Guan Lingling fled quickly.

Rukawa stuffed his own books, along with those on Ai Xiaoqi's desk, into the desk, then lifted the desk with both hands and raised it above his head.

Like a school bully, he moves forward defiantly.

Ai Xiaoqi stood beside the chair without moving, he knew Rukawa would come back.

As expected, the table fell to the ground with a bang. Rukawa turned and walked to Ai Xiaoqi, holding a chair in each hand and walking in front of her: "Come here, classmate."

Ai Xiaoqi followed him obediently.

Rukawa finished his work, and Teacher Li gave the order, "Exam."

No one dared to look at Rukawa strangely for what he wanted to do.

Ai Xiaoqi glanced at Rukawa who had fallen asleep next to her, spun the ballpoint pen in her hand happily, and continued answering the questions.

Rukawa is a mystery in the class. He is an absolute authority and even the teacher Li has to give in to him.

If you don't commit small troubles, you will suffer from big troubles all the time.

In this affiliated high school that was so hard to get into, he had a long list of bad deeds, his head had been bandaged, his arms had been in plaster, but he had never been punished, let alone warned of expulsion.

There were only a large number of perfunctory and insincere apologies, most of which were forced upon Ai Xiaoqi to write for him.

This was also one of the reasons why no one dared to bully the gentle and introverted Ai Xiaoqi that year.

"Ai Xiaoqi, please help me write a few apologies. Each apology will protect you for a month. The apology letters can be mass-produced and kept as a backup. You can also get a promise from me in exchange."

Within a few days, the self-criticism letters became a thick stack.

Ai Xiaoqi recalled Rukawa's roguery with a smile, and successfully completed the test paper accompanied by Rukawa's purring like a kitten.

The ringing of the bell woke up the dazed Rukawa.

It was still that Rukawa, he hummed in dissatisfaction: "Next time I drool, help me wipe it off, do you think this paper can still be used?"

She pointed her finger at the wet test paper and complained to Ai Xiaoqi proudly and aggrievedly.

I clenched my hands into a ball of paper and threw it from the first row to the last row of trash cans, hitting them accurately.

Because he is the king of the basketball team.

He took out a few tissues from a stack and stuffed them into his trouser pocket, and threw the rest on Ai Xiaoqi's desk.

He walked out with his eyes high and his head swaggered.

Ai Xiaoqi's mouth twitched. This guy's biological clock is so accurate.

I slept in the second period and took a shit after class.

Even a blind person knows that Rukawa likes Ai Xiaoqi, but no one expected this mysterious young master to be so infatuated.

Two years later, when Ai Xiaoqi came back, he took her for himself again.

In the third class, Rukawa was no longer sleepy. He lay on the table and squinted his eyes to watch Ai Xiaoqi answering the test paper.

Ai Xiaoqi ignored him. No one would think he was a bully. Rukawa could get full marks on the English paper in his hand with his eyes closed.

In Ai Xiaoqi's eyes, Rukawa was born knowing how to speak bird language.

The long legs under the table touched Ai Xiaoqi's out of boredom. He also hummed softly: "Hmm."

Ai Xiaoqi stopped writing and glared at him slowly. Rukawa didn't move and pouted to look cute.

Ai Xiaoqi continued to answer the questions.

Xing Xue looked down on Ai Xiaoqi with contempt. Zhan Ze was snatched from Ai Xiaoqi.

However, she was not embarrassed. In her eyes, Ai Xiaoqi was good for nothing except studying well.

She has no family and no background, and appears to be weak and poor, but in fact she is a pure white lotus. Isn’t Rukawa in front of her her fish?

Zhan Ze is such an outstanding man, Ai Xiaoqi really doesn't deserve him.

With her excellence, beauty and background, it was only natural for her to have Zhan Ze. However, Zhan Ze's reaction in the morning was a little bit off.

As the countdown to the carp leaping over the dragon gate approaches, evening self-study is extended to ten o'clock.

After a day of hard work, Ai Xiaoqi felt fulfilled both physically and mentally.

Follow the crowd out of the school gate.

A few dozen meters away from St. Ives Church, this romantic holiday door that changed her life.

A low and lingering voice was just right: "Xiao Qi."

Ai Xiaoqi curled her lips coldly, stopped, turned around, and waited for the sunny, infatuated hypocritical school hunk who had kissed Xing Xue in the second-floor window two years ago to run over.

"Xiaoqi, you're back."

Ai Xiaoqi was not surprised at all, nor did she feel any emotion.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are really not suitable to describe Zhan Ze.

Show the Ze.

He is elegant and handsome, exuding cleanliness and purity. He is a top student, the school idol, the son of a provincial party committee member, and has layer upon layer of halos.

Ai Xiaoqi laughed at herself, "You think I'm still your type? You're so confident!"

A romantic holiday door that takes someone’s life.

Everyone thought that I was being foolish to take the bullet for Feng Yao, but only I knew... it was because of this guy.

In China, the tycoon Feng family has been providing free financial support to the St. Ivel Church Orphanage.

This is just an inconspicuous one among Feng’s funding.

Somehow, two years ago, the young master of Feng Group, Feng Yao, came in person to donate.

He seemed very busy. He came in a hurry at seven o'clock in the evening and left in a hurry.

At the school gate, all the children from the orphanage came out to see them off, including Ai Xiaoqi.

Ai Xiaoqi's heart is also full of gratitude to the sponsors. Every child's food, clothing, housing and transportation are all from the Feng family. Even her own tuition is generously funded by the Feng family. Otherwise, how could she afford to go to such a good school.

The street lights suddenly went out, Feng Yao's bodyguards were armed with guns, and all the children squatted with their heads in their hands.

Only Ai Xiaoqi bravely took two quick steps forward.

He wanted to see clearly whether it was Zhan Ze who was kissing Xing Xue through the bright window on the second floor during the romantic holiday.

Zhan Ze stood in front of Ai Xiaoqi affectionately.

"Xiaoqi..."

Ai Xiaoqi sneered in his heart, just the right distance, just the right affection. What a pity, I caught him in such an erotic scene at the right morning.

Before, Ai Xiaoqi was innocently moved. He didn’t care about Zhan Ze’s wealthy family background, he just wanted to be sincere.

Zhan Ze now is so immature, his methods are so clumsy, and he is so shameless. Why couldn't I see it before?

Ai Xiaoqi is as calm as a rabbit.

"Ah."

"Where have you been these past two years? Are you okay? I...I was so worried about you."

Ai Xiaoqi was a little impatient. This show... was too fake.

He checked his watch and decisively interrupted Zhan Ze’s affectionate drama.

"It's late, let's get to the point."