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Her words were very beautiful.

It seemed that Han Muyun had fallen in love with her, which was why he gave up on Liu Zihui.

"Han Muyun, if you really like that kind of woman, I will overturn all the good feelings I had for you before." Liu Zihui withdrew his gaze and looked at Han Muyun's face.

She didn't want to beat up Ouyang Qing Xue anymore.

She wanted to kill Ouyang Qing Xue!

"Coincidentally, I don't need you to have a good impression of me." Han Muyun faintly replied.

He had never liked Liu Zihui. It was just that Liu Zihui had a weakness at the time, and wanted to settle the matter before he reluctantly agreed.

However, compared to the secret in Ouyang Qingxue's hands, Liu Zihui only leaked a piece of news similar to "Lust of Unending Nature".

On the other hand, Ouyang Qingxue could topple Han Sifeng's entire life.

A reserved and perfect smile still hung on Ouyang Qingxue's face, as if none of this had anything to do with her.

However, Han Sifeng saw the trace of pride that flashed through her eyes.

"You …" Liu Zihui was so angry that his face turned blue. She forcefully retracted her hand, "I've seen a lot of fox spirits, but I've never seen such a lowly person like you."

There was still a obedient smile on Ouyang Qing Xue's face. She innocently raised her head and asked, "Is Student Liu talking about me?"

"Other than you, is there anyone else who can be this despicable?" Liu Zihui took a deep breath and suddenly kicked Ouyang Qingxue in the stomach. "Remember, you want to steal my man. Come out in broad daylight, I'll accompany you to the end!"

He was truly worthy of being someone on the street. His hands and feet were nimble, and he attacked at the right time …

Unfortunately, Han Muyun was even faster. He quickly cut his hand off and pressed down on Liu Zihui's knee that he had just lifted up. Then, he gently pushed it away.

Liu Zihui fell backwards and sat on the bed.

"Ugh …" Han Sifeng grunted.

She was really unlucky today. She was hurt when people were fighting.

Luckily, she was hit where her knee was injured. If Liu Zihui had just sat on the wound on her thigh, she might have fainted from the pain.

"Liu Zihui, what are you doing?" Han Muyun had already controlled his strength and pushed her down.

He really didn't want Liu Zihui to get mixed up in this.

With Liu Zihui's bad temper, she was at a disadvantage when she fought with Ouyang Qing Xue.

All of her actions today were enough for her to be expelled from school.

Furthermore, if Ouyang Qing Xue wanted to deal with her, Liu Zihui's family would be in trouble.

"Han Muyun … "You can't do anything to girls …" Han Sifeng squeezed out a sentence in pain.

But before she could finish, her chest was already in severe pain.

Because Liu Zihui's action just now was too big, all the water in the cup splashed onto Ouyang Qingxue's face.

When Han Muyun turned around and saw Ouyang Qingxue, he carefully wiped the water stains off her face. That gentle and meticulous look made Han Sifeng feel an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

"Is the water hot enough for you?" Han Muyun was glad that it wasn't boiling water. Otherwise, if Ouyang Qingxue's face was injured, Liu Zihui would really be dead.

Han Sifeng's heart instantly turned cold. Such a Han Muyun … So annoying!

Liu Zihui's hand was cold as well. She suddenly threw her glass of water towards Han Muyun like a madman and shouted, "Fuck Han Muyun, in the future, if you go your own way, I'll go my own way. I've been feeding my feelings to a dog in the past!"

Han Muyun turned around, protecting Ouyang Qing Xue behind him with his tall back. His eyes were cold as he said, "Haven't you made enough of this yet?" Apologize to her! "

"Damn!" Apologize? Han Muyun, I have nothing to do with you right now, what right do you have to make me apologize? This young miss doesn't like anyone, so why don't you take care of her and slap her a few times? " Liu Zihui's eyes were filled with tears, but her tone remained domineering. "Who do you think you are …"

Han Muyun suddenly held on to her shoulder, making Liu Zihui unable to speak due to the pain.

"Xiao Yun! "You're not allowed to." Han Sifeng felt his palms were covered in sweat. He struggled to get up and tried to stop him.

"Let's go deal with the wounds first." Han Muyun's gaze swept across Han Sifeng's face, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Finally, he let go of her and turned around, pulling Ouyang Qingxue away as they walked out.

He didn't want to do this, but … If Liu Zihui were to continue making trouble, it would be impossible to end the matter.

Seeing that Han Sifeng could still move, he was relieved. Right now, taking away the real devil was the proper thing to do.

"Han Muyun!" A voice filled with hatred spilled out from his throat.

Liu Zihui stood up abruptly and walked out as well.

"Hey …" Han Sifeng reached out to grab her, but he was unable to grab hold of her.

Han Sifeng endured the pain and slowly pushed himself out of the room while holding onto the wall. He saw Liu Zihui, whose hair had just been dyed a beautiful red, "mistreating" a tree not far away.

She went back to her room.

Liu Zihui punched the tree as if she could not feel the pain in her hand.

"It's almost noon." A soft voice came from the side.

Liu Zihui didn't even turn around as he continued to pound the tree.

It was as if this tree was Ouyang Qingxue.

"I'm a little hungry …" Han Sifeng moved to a bench and sat down with difficulty.

"None of my business!" Liu Zihui finally spoke up.

"I brought a convenience, put it in my bag …" Han Sifeng smiled and asked, "Student, can you help me get it?"

"Do you think I'm a good person who helps others?" Liu Zihui kicked the tree twice and retorted with a venomous tone.

"Hmm, last night you said to help the old lady cross the road and send Cripple home … Today, can you help the students with leg or leg problems to pick up a plate? " Han Si Feng asked with a smile.

Because Han Muyun hadn't been home for lunch recently, Han Sifeng didn't bother to waste time on cooking, so he brought his lunch to the school. This way, he could save time to review.

It was as if he had to spend his time reading in order not to think about anything else.

"I'm not in a good mood today, so don't bother me!" Liu Zihui said bitterly.

"I can give you half of it." Han Sifeng rested for a while before he stood up and walked over to Liu Zihui.

"Tch!" Liu Zihui snorted disdainfully, clearly feeling a little better.

"Your hand is bleeding." Han Sifeng thought that she would be hurt when he went out, so he asked the doctor for some gauze and alcohol.

"What does it have to do with you!" Liu Zihui continued to torture the tree in a bad mood. Her fist had turned purple, and blood was seeping out from her knuckles.

"Does it hurt?" Han Sifeng looked at her hand and immediately thought of his wound …

He could not help but shiver. He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, dragged her to the wooden chair, and picked up the medicine and gauze from the side of the house.

"Hey!" Don't touch me! " Liu Zihui stared at her fiercely.

But her hand did not struggle.

"Is it worth it to become like this for a boy?" Han Sifeng twitched his mouth, grabbed her hand, and started applying the medicine.

The Liu Zihui that she knew was a girl who was as free as the wind. She was not afraid of the heavens or the earth!

"I told you not to touch me!" When Liu Zihui heard her mention Han Muyun, he pushed her away and said angrily, "Are you hurt in the ear as well? Can't you hear what I'm saying?"

He had been through the blue sea and was in a difficult situation!

He had seen fiendish demons like Han Muyun, but small fiendish demons like Liu Zihui wouldn't affect Han Sifeng at all.

He took her hand and applied the medicine. Then, he skillfully took out the gauze and wrapped it around her.

"Hey!" "You …" Liu Zihui looked angrily at the little white rabbit's pure face. He did not notice that his anger had slowly subsided. Finally, he muttered, "You're as annoying as Han Muyun!"

"Is that so?" Han Sifeng glanced at her and smiled with bent eyes. "That's very annoying."

Han Sifeng didn't like Han Muyun's actions today …

"Tch!" Liu Zihui rolled his eyes at Han Sifeng, grabbed the gauze in her hand, and twisted his injured hand.

"Han Muyun, you f * cking have no conscience!" After wrapping himself up, Liu Zihui suddenly stood up and shouted at the sky.

The students, who occasionally passed by, raised their eyebrows.

"Go and get me some food." Han Sifeng pleaded.

"If you say half for me and my hands are like this, how can I take out chopsticks?" Liu Zihui asked as he waved his hands that were wrapped like dumplings.

"Ugh …" Han Sifeng was stunned, but immediately said, "You run errands for me while I feed you, isn't that fair?"

"Tsk, your brain is quite good now!" Liu Zihui said sarcastically.

Although she kept on saying that those surnamed Han were not good people, Liu Zihui had to admit that Han Sifeng's culinary skills were really damn good.

Indeed, God was fair, and Han Sifeng more or less had his merits.

In the future, even if he became a fool and was unable to accomplish any great things, he would at least be able to become a chef.

"Open your mouth …"

"You have to bite off more than you can chew, don't eat so fast …"

Han Sifeng fed the unhappy Liu Zihui.

She suddenly thought of the day when Han Muyun was injured on the field. When Qin Yao and Liu Zihui helped him back home, they rudely demanded that she feed him at the dining table.

— My hands are inconvenient. Don't you know how to feed me?

Han Muyun's words still echoed in his ears, but he was already by the other girls' side.

"It won't be easy to digest if you eat too fast. At the very least, you have to chew …"

"Han Sifeng, have you always been so naughty? Sixteen years old is sixteen, alright? Don't make me look like I'm sixty.

Under the camphor tree, a red-haired girl went crazy. Waving her white-veiled fist, she roared at a skinny girl with black hair and black eyes.

Under the lazy sunlight, there were no more flowers on the branch of Hibiscus Mutabilis.

However, Han Sifeng's mood suddenly wasn't that bad. It was as if this was a long-awaited liveliness that slowly filled his cold heart.

Han Sifeng's leg was injured and she wanted to rest, but she didn't want to stay in the sickroom.

So when Liu Zihui left, she started to think about going home.

Outside the school, a familiar luxurious nanny car was parked.

Han Sifeng applied for a rest at home from the school doctor. He grabbed a walking stick and walked with difficulty to the school gate.