I'm In Love With the Guy I Grew Up With-Chapter 974: I Just Like You, So What? (Part 3)

He grasped Jian Yixue’s slender, fair arm, which was scalded and red, looking quite frightening.

That serious tone, one no one could refute.

Clearly the most touching words of love, yet naturally taken for granted.

Jian Yixue’s face flushed instantly. She wanted to pull her hand away from his, but he stubbornly held her wrist, not giving her the chance to break free.

"You... let go..." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"A girlfriend’s hand is meant to be held, right? Why should I let go?" Yan Yichen turned his head and asked.

Jian Yixue: "..."

Her face turned red in defeat; she really couldn’t compete with him!

"Girlfriend?" The heavily made-up woman’s boyfriend heard this and his expression suddenly changed.

This man was clearly someone not to be provoked!

Having figured that out, he put on a flattering smile, "A misunderstanding... It’s all a misunderstanding. We don’t want the compensation. Xiuxiu, stop eating, we have matters to attend to, let’s go quickly!"

The heavily made-up woman named Xiuxiu gave him a big white eye, "What matters could you possibly have? Stop talking! I say, handsome guy, your girlfriend accidentally scalded herself, but my dress was truly dirtied. You need to compensate me, right?"

Her eyes were fixed greedily on the cash in Yan Yichen’s hand.

Yan Yichen smiled gently like an angel, "Miss, what you say is reasonable. My girlfriend dirtied your dress, so the compensation is for your dress, correct?"

"Yes."

"Very well." Yan Yichen’s smile vanished instantly, his eyes filled with a murderous aura. He casually picked up a glass of water and handed it to Jian Yixue.

Jian Yixue asked puzzledly, "What are you giving me this for?"

"Splash."

Concise, simple, yet blunt.

So his meaning was... to have her splash this woman? Jian Yixue looked at him in disbelief.

The heavily made-up woman said fearfully, "What, what, what do you mean? Weren’t you going to compensate?"

"It’s not like I can’t afford to pay, so she can splash you however she likes!" Yan Yichen lowered his voice, full of intimidation. His position as the President of the Student Council wasn’t for nothing; he was adept at making even people as distinguished and capable as Muying obedient, he had his own remarkable methods.

The heavily made-up woman was so scared she couldn’t move, she even forgot to dodge!

Jian Yixue was no Holy Mother; if someone bullied her, she would naturally retaliate!

She splashed the glass of water all over the heavily made-up woman, then Yan Yichen handed her a plate of food, his voice calm and unwavering, "Continue."

The heavily made-up woman’s boyfriend saw the situation was bad and planned to sneak away, but Yan Yichen’s leisurely voice sounded, "Earlier, which hand did you use to touch her?"

The man turned to stone, standing there stupidly, swallowing his spit, forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, "I didn’t do anything, handsome guy, I told you, it was all a misunderstanding!"

"I’ll ask you one more time, which hand did you use to touch her, hmm?" Yan Yichen asked with a smile, pushing up his glasses.

Pressed by the tension, the man showed a pained face and extended his left hand, "This one... But I swear, I didn’t touch her. She moved away before I could!"

Crack!

Without saying a word, Yan Yichen swiftly broke his arm!

"Ah—" A scream like a slaughtered pig echoed through the restaurant, while Yan Yichen turned his head, looking at Jian Yixue at leisure, and gently asked, "Baby, do you feel avenged now?"

Jian Yixue: ...Baby?! What’s the deal! Who allowed you to call me that!