Meng Ziheng was sitting opposite Gu Yitong, and Song Ye's table was diagonally below him, and he could see it clearly as soon as he looked down.
He had some impressions of Wang Qianqian and Xiang Qing. The circles of wealthy people were all connected by analogy, so there was nothing unusual about them. However, looking at Wang Qianqian's smiling face that wanted to get in front of Song Ye, a trace of coldness flashed between his eyebrows.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Gu Yitong shrugged and wisely didn't speak again.
But while eating, Meng Ziheng was obviously a little absent-minded, and his eyes kept glancing to the first floor. In the end, Le Mingyu noticed it, snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "He picked a good position, knowing that you are here. He also brought two girls to stir up trouble and caused a sensation on the first day. I don’t know who it was for?”
Although Le Mingyu did not name him, the other three people present knew very well that the target of Song Ye's drama was Meng Ziheng.
Meng Ziheng lowered his eyes and said nothing, but from the corner of his eye, he noticed movement downstairs.
The commotion of this day is obviously not over yet.
Song Ye finished the porridge and stood up to get the bowls and chopsticks to put away when he suddenly felt someone crowding behind him, followed by a boy yelling rudely, "Hey, give way to the one in front, give way, don't Blocking the road.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Ye felt a rush of heat coming towards him, and subconsciously avoided his shoulders. Fortunately, Wang Qianqian over there just happened to get up, and in an instant he saw a bowl of hot soup pouring directly on him. On her body.
"Ah..." No matter how calm Wang Qianqian was, she was immediately screamed when she was burned. Summer's school uniform was already thin, and this bowl of hot soup was poured down on her chest, the most delicate part of a girl's body. Wang Qianqian burst into tears and fell down.
There was a burst of excitement in the crowd. Xiang Qing stood up and came over. As soon as he looked into Wang Qianqian's collar, he immediately exclaimed, "Qianqian!"
Song Ye frowned. He knew that there must be blisters on his chest due to such high temperature burns even without leaning over to take a look.
A beautiful woman was burned, and the crowd around her screamed in surprise. They came to each other to show concern and gain favor, and in a few seconds they surrounded the people in their seats.
The perpetrator stood tall and stood aside. At this time, he had completely lost his arrogant and domineering appearance. He stood there blankly. Facing Wang Qianqian's tears, he felt at a loss for a moment and subconsciously started to push away. , "No, I didn't mean it. I was careless. Yes, it was Song Ye who bumped into me just now. It was him who bumped into me that made me miss."
After talking about it, his tone had returned to determination, as if he had found a breakthrough, and he pointed at Song Ye and was filled with indignation.
Song Ye's eyebrows were cold, and he glanced sideways at the boy. This man didn't touch her at all just now, let alone hit her.
But now is not the time to talk about this. Song Ye grabbed Wang Qianqian's hand and said, "Go to the infirmary first." This burn can't be delayed.
The two little girls, Wang Qianqian and Xiang Qing, were already confused. They didn't protest and turned around to follow Song Ye.
"Wait a minute." The boy who caused the accident panicked and stood in front of several people. He gestured with his hands and feet in a panic to explain to Wang Qianqian, "Classmate Wang, this matter is really not my fault. It was Song Ye who bumped into me." It's my turn, I, I..."
He blushed most of his face and kept trying to prove his innocence. Wang Qianqian held her chest and burst into tears. After all, it was the lady from the aristocratic family who didn't curse. She just raised her voice angrily, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, I don't want to." talk to you."
After saying that, she reached out and pushed the boy away.
The latter took a step back, was pushed and staggered, and his face suddenly turned pale, showing a sad look.
He really didn't want to hurt Wang Qianqian. On the contrary, he fell in love with Wang Qianqian at first sight and always wanted to find a chance to strike up a conversation.
But it was only the first day, and someone else had already taken advantage of the goddess, and she was also a guy who stole the show and was notorious. He was just angry and wanted to teach Song Ye a lesson with that bowl of hot soup, but he never thought that it would be self-defeating. It splashed on Wang Qianqian's body.
After all, if Song Ye hadn't snatched his goddess, he wouldn't have targeted her. If Song Ye hadn't escaped, the current situation wouldn't have been caused.
Yes, all of this is Song Ye's fault.
hateful.
Seeing that he was about to become the target of public criticism, and that he accidentally became a hero to save his love rival, the boy's heart was filled with strong unwillingness, and he subconsciously reached out his hand again, and this time he directly took Wang Qianqian's arm.
"Ah..." Wang Qianqian whispered, and the burn on her chest was pulled, and her face wrinkled up in pain.
The boy shrank his shoulders in fright, feeling a little guilty, but still holding on to his hand, "I'll take you to the infirmary without him. He's not a good person. Don't let him deceive you." He naturally pointed at this. The one is Song Ye.
"Let go, let me go." Wang Qianqian was really on the verge of crying. She didn't understand why she was entangled with such a lunatic. She couldn't help but feel angry at this moment.
"Classmate Wang, believe me, Song Ye is not a good person. He just sees you as rich and deliberately approaches you, ah..." Before the boy could finish what he was eager to explain, his wrist was grabbed, and his bones instantly screamed. The severe pain made him scream and let go of his hand.
Turning around, he saw that the person who made the move was Song Ye. He covered his wrist and rushed forward, yelling, "You villain, why do you hit me?"
With a bang, Song Ye raised his right foot and kicked the boy away. The boy fell to the dining table, wailing and never stood up again.
The crowd exclaimed, completely frightened by the energy bursting out of Song Ye's small body.
But with a cold face, she didn't even bother to look at the boy again. She turned around and squatted down, hugging Wang Qianqian who was stunned. She glanced at him, and a cold light suddenly appeared, "Get out of the way."
Those two faint words were like a sharp edge coming out of the body, making everyone startled. They subconsciously took a few steps back to make way for a passage.
Song Ye had no expression on his face and strode out of the cafeteria with Wang Qianqian in his arms, heading straight to the infirmary.
Looking from a distance, everyone could only see a handsome and slender figure.
The four people on the second floor naturally had a clear view of the whole thing. They all knew what the boy wanted from the beginning, and they also knew that Song Ye was wronged.
However, Le Mingyu sneered at this, "If you are a troublemaker, the people who are with him will have no good results. Such a trouble is really annoying."
"Mingyu, I think you are biased against Song Ye." Gu Yitong looked at him with some disapproval.
Le Mingyu snorted coldly and disagreed.
Meng Ziheng on the side remained silent, staring intently at the door of the cafeteria, in the direction the two left.