C4

At the same time, a few shadows seemed to flash by the door.

Before Ming Xue saw what happened clearly, in the next second, the middle-aged man was pushed down to the ground by a few hulks in black clothes, black pants and black sunglasses.

"Young Master, are you alright?" A leader dressed in black clothes with headphones respectfully asked as he stood in a standard fifteen-degree salute.

Gu Zi asked as he stretched the muscles in his back. "It's fine."

It ran down his shirt, onto his pants, and then down his hips to the ground between his legs. It felt like he was pissing on the ground.

It was also a bit awkward.

Gu Zi asked, pointing at Gu Si, who was being protected behind Ming Xue Mo. He lectured him in a completely unlecturing tone. "It's all your fault. Mind your own business."

Then he looked at Mingxue and asked with a smile that was not a smile, "Do you think this result is considered civilized?"

Finally, Ming Xue Mo gave Gu Zi a good look.

He had a handsome sunny face with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, red lips and white teeth … When his lips curled up into a faint smile, just like this moment, it made people feel very warm and at ease; when he protected them within his arms, the masculinity also exploded …

But... He doesn't seem to be just a man …

Mou Ming Xue slightly opened her mouth and spoke in fluent English, "Excuseme, Doyoubrusheth witchhetuna?"

Gu Ziquan knitted his brows. From the looks of it, he didn't seem to have heard it clearly.

Actually, even if he could hear it clearly, it might not be useful because he might not be able to understand it.

As the son and daughter of a generation teacher, Teacher Tang, Eldest Sister Gu Ziyan could still be considered a good student with excellent quality; to his second sister, Gu Ziyu, he had become a poor student with low marks. Only his English was still passable and he could still sneak into foreign businesses; and as for Old Third, because he was born too late, his parents' good genes had long been inherited by his two sisters, so he had no advantage over them, ever since he started hating English when he was as young as Momo.

"Please speak Chinese."

Ming Xue Mo blinked her starry eyes, he didn't understand?

Seeing that he had just stood up for him, she tried her best not to mock him.

"Did you brush your teeth with tuna today?"

Gu Zi asked with a frown on his face. Why couldn't he understand Chinese?

Mingxue pursed her lips. She didn't understand even after translating into Chinese. This intelligence was truly worrisome.

Gu Zi could tell from her expression that what she said was definitely not good news, but his way of doing things had always been in the style of not hitting the wall and not turning back. He didn't care what she meant, he just wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Since he wanted to get to the bottom of this, Ming Xue Mo would help him.

"Your mouth stinks!" she said crisply.

"Pfft — —" The moment she finished his sentence, Gu Si laughed very dishonorably.

Gu Zi asked. Behind him, there seemed to be chuckles.

Gu Ziwen took a deep breath, then turned around to glare at her. The weak laughter instantly died down. However, when he turned around, a resounding sound of laughter rang out.

Gu Zi didn't even bother to ask and just looked at Ming Xue Mo with an avenging gaze. He smiled and said, "I've come with good intentions to help you. It's fine if you don't have a grateful heart, but you still think my mouth stinks?" Then he pointed at Gu Si, who was laughing the happiest, "And you, you still have the face to smile. If you didn't want to eat durian and still insist on dragging me along, I would have been despised by others for my bad breath!"

Gu Si laughed so much that he couldn't even straighten his back. He squatted on the ground and held his stomach.

The laughter behind him seemed to have become clearer.

Gu Zi asked gloomily as he turned around and stared at the group of black-clothed men, who should've been covered in gold and couldn't even move their mouths. He then curled his fingers and tapped one of them on the head, "Is it funny?"

The man in black with the headset bowed his head and said, "It's not funny."

Gu Zi asked arrogantly with a snort, "I'll treat it as you being tactful. If you keep teasing me, I'll make you all write the word 'laughing' a thousand times over!" And it's written with a brush, in block letters! "

In an instant, there was no more laughter.

The black-clothed man with earphones wiped away the sweat in his heart. Young Master's move was too ruthless. They, the barbarians, were not afraid of going up the mountain and being in the frying pan. They were only afraid of reading and writing.

Gu Si also covered his mouth tightly, not daring to voice out his anger: Teacher has only been punished ten times for copying the wrong questions, and Dad is actually punishing me a thousand times for writing the same questions, Tyrant! Abnormal! Inhumane!

Only Ming Xue Mo was not afraid of his threats and bravely let out a trace of a smile.

Anyway, she wasn't under his control!

"Young Master, how should we deal with this person?" The black-clothed man wearing headphones asked respectfully. From the looks of it, no one would believe that he'd just teased Gu Zi just now.

Gu Zi asked, remembering the cause of this disturbance.

This big brother was truly lucky to be able to force him to do it himself!

Normally, he wouldn't act so rashly, because the moment he made a move, just by looking at his current appearance, he would easily frighten others. However, he definitely wouldn't let Gu Si be in the slightest bit of danger. He was born with hemophilia, so he definitely couldn't let Gu Si off the hook.

It was a good thing that Gu Si was fine, and he didn't want to bully too many people. He didn't want to make things difficult for Gu Si, who was the dignified young master of the Gu family and a small-time villain.

Gu Zi asked as he slowly poured a cup of coffee from a dumbstruck waiter at the side. Not a single drop of it was wasted. He then said to the black-clothed man, "That's enough, release him."

The middle-aged man didn't even have time to react to what had just happened, but he knew that he shouldn't stay here any longer. He quickly stood up, pulled a child who was hiding in a corner and scrambled away.

Seeing that the fat on his body was trembling with every step, Gu Zi pursed his lips into a smile and told the man in black, "Clean this place up." He even said, "I just disturbed the other customers and told them that I've paid for all the expenses for today."

"Yes sir!" The man in black answered respectfully.

The other man in black picked up the pen that the middle-aged man had broken, and placed it in front of Gu Zi. "Young Master, this is Miss Ming's pen, it's broken."

Gu Zi asked as he accepted it. He took a look and confirmed that it was useless.

What was strength?

This was called strength. With just a light stomp, he flattened it.

"What should I do now that things have turned out like this?" Gu Zi asked worriedly. "Your dad wouldn't really hit you, right?"

Mingxue sneered. If they wanted to hit her, they had to go home first. However, even if they were to return home, they would be too busy meeting this friend of theirs, that business partner, how could they waste their time on a small matter like beating her up?

"I've lost it." In any case, she has every series of pens for this brand.

Gu Zi raised his eyebrows slightly and disapprovingly said, "A pen worth seven thousand six hundred yuan was thrown away just like that. Classmate, you are really willful."

Ming Xuemei shot him a glance that had a "Fifty steps and a hundred laughs" quality to it. "If they don't agree, then we will as well."