Marry A Sweet Pet: Huo Shao, Don't Make Trouble!

Chapter 8: You can't be merciful when hitting a bitch

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Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, "Song Jiaming, I have found someone to check the IP of that anonymous post, and I know that you sent that anonymous post. You made those P pictures too. You are purely rumors now, don’t think I took it. You can't help it, after all we have been in a team for so long."

For a scumbag who is playing games all day and not doing his job properly, it is not that difficult to get a handle.

Song Jiaming was indeed a little guilty: "Ye Fan, what do you mean?"

Ye Fan: "You know when you come."

The driver who drove was Huo's family. After listening to her anonymous post, she glanced at her more in the rearview mirror.

At the milk tea shop near the school, Ye Fan arrived for a while, and Song Jiaming arrived. On a hot day, he wore a crumpled T-shirt and flowered pants and his hair was messy. Because he stayed up late, his eyes were full of red blood, and he ran over in slippers. .

"Ye Fan, what did you mean on the phone just now? How did you threaten me?"

Ye Fan looked at him with a vicious look and calmly drank milk tea, "Sit down and talk!"

Song Jiaming sat down on the chair.

Getting closer, Ye Fan could still smell the unpleasant smell of wine on his body, frowning: "Song Jiaming, I only ask you if you made that anonymous post? Why did you spread rumors about me? Just because I rejected your confession. Huh?"

Song Jiaming rushed from the renting house, full of irritability, thinking that he had a handle in Ye Fan's hands, he was so angry, she was still mentioning this, and before going to bed, because Ye Fan took the initiative to find him, he drank a little bit proudly Xiaojiu, at this time, with Jiujin, the anger in his heart rushed upwards.

"Yes, so what if the post was made by Lao Tzu? What if Lao Tzu spreads rumors to you. Lao Tzu has spent so much time confessing to you. You reject Lao Tzu in front of so many people and make Lao Tzu lose face. The laughingstock, of course I also want you to experience what it's like to be ridiculed and humiliated by others, and I want you to regret it."

As soon as the anonymous post was posted, many people commented. After all, Ye Fan was a high-achieving student in their school. Seeing others laugh at her and scold her, Song Jiaming felt so happy.

Ye Fan took a sip of milk tea and tapped his finger on the table, "I don't like you, of course I want to refuse. As for what you are doing now, I am really thankful that I refuse you."

When he was rejected again, Song Jiaming's expression was extremely ugly, and he exploded, "You don't like me, why do you want to team up with me? Why do you want to complete the homework assigned by the professor for me? Why do you want to check the information with me? Every time you call you, you will come out, you tell me now, don't you like me?"

They are classmates, but one is a high school student and the other is a poor student. Originally, the two of them didn’t have much communication. After forming a team, they gradually got in touch, and then they were always teammates. I don’t know when they started. In his eyes, they became a pair, and Song Jiaming felt more face-saving every time he faced the ambiguous gazes of his classmates.

After graduating, he wanted to give her a romantic confession, but he did not expect that she actually rejected him, not only made him lose face, but also made him laughed at by his classmates.

Ye Fan frowned and explained seriously: "The team with you is randomly selected. I don’t want you to hold me back when I help you complete the homework. I go with you to check the information because I want you to learn more to complete the homework instead of me. You, I don't want to go to the library with you, but your grades are so bad, and it prevents me from getting the first place."

In one of the team tests, Song Jiaming took second place.

Ye Fan is a high-achieving student at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. She may have been fascinated by Chinese medicine since she was a child, and plans to continue her studies after graduation.

Just because of Song Jiaming, she kept getting the first place in all exams for four years, and she drew an end before graduation, which is simply a big stain in her studies.

The disgust in her eyes stabbed Song Jiaming deeply, and what she said was to stamp his dignity on the ground. His eyes were scarlet and his expression was fierce. He panted and clenched his fists, looking very dangerous.

Ye Fan didn't seem to see it. He got up and picked up the phone placed in the corner. "These things should be said when I refused you, but I don't want to hit you. I didn't expect you to do it so excessively."

Then she can't be blamed.

"You have something to say and try again." Song Jiaming raised his fist and waved towards Ye Fan.

The Huo family hadn't gone far, seeing that their fists were about to fall on Ye Fan's face, even if the Huo family used to fly, they couldn't rush.

Then, the Huo family saw Ye Fan suddenly bending over and stepping on Song Jiaming's exposed toes.

"what-"

A sad scream resounded through the whole milk tea shop in an instant.

The Huo family was immediately stunned on the spot, and felt painful when they heard this scream. After all, with ten fingers connected to the heart, this young lady looked like a small one, but she didn't expect her combat power to be quite strong.

After checking out, Ye Fan left the milk tea shop.

Ye Fan replayed the recording. After confirming that there was no problem, he put together the P picture that Qiao Luo sent her with the original picture.

Ye Fan remembered the phone number of the professor, and when he got the evidence, he called the professor, “Professor Yi, it’s me Ye Fan... I’m sorry, Professor Yi. My phone broke before. You have seen the anonymous posts on the campus network. I know. This incident has a great impact. I have evidence of Song Jiaming's rumors and framing me... Okay, I will send it to you now to make you worry. I'm really sorry."

Professor Yi has a good understanding of her. Although her grades are very good, it is expected that she will be able to hold a postgraduate study, but it is thanks to Professor Yi.

Song Jiaming's incident had a great impact on her. She didn't dare to give to Professor Yi before she got the evidence. Now that she has the evidence, she wanted to solve it by herself, but Professor Yi was even more angry than her and wanted to stand up for her , After all, she is Professor Yi's proud pupil.

Yesterday, he cleaned all day. Ye Fan, who usually only cleans the dormitory, is now sore. He wanted to squint, but he woke up in the deep mountain and old forest.

"Are you here?" Ye Fan yawned without waking up, and suddenly froze, "Why are you back? Didn't I mean to go to Ye's house?"

The Ye family still had a lot of things left by her mother. She had planned to get back the things from her mother when she went back to the Ye family before and left Ye family, but she didn't expect something to happen in the middle.

The driver said: "I'm sorry, Madam, the young master asked me to bring you back."

If it was Huo Jingyan, Ye Fan had no choice but to find a chance to go to Ye's house to bring things over in the future.

"Cough, cough, cough." Ye Fan heard Huo Jingyan's cough as soon as he entered, as well as grandpa Huo's loud voice, "Jing Yan, will you let Grandpa do it again? Just once, last time."

Huo Jingyan said, "Grandpa, this is the fifteenth time you have said this after regretting the game."

Hearing this, Ye Fan felt a little funny inexplicably. It turned out that the grandparents and grandchildren were so interesting together.

As soon as he came in, he was called to him by Mr. Huo, "Xiao Fan, come here, and help Grandpa play chess. This kid Jing Yan doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young. Come help Grandpa frustrate his spirit."

Ye Fan was embarrassed, "Grandpa, I don't know how to play chess."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Huo Jingyan with contempt and disdain. He only heard him sneer, "You don’t know calligraphy or chess. Apart from helping me clean the room, I really can’t think of what else you can do. ."