OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 682: Oh No, Brother Fu Ce Is Really Angry
Zhi’er spoke softly, "Don’t fight, you two! Brother Fu Ce doesn’t mean anything bad, I’ll be back soon!"
With that, the little one turned around and ran off without looking back.
Feng Fuce’s cold stare froze.
She really left.
At that moment, Feng Fuce unexpectedly felt a sense of abandonment and gloom.
Moreover, for some reason, a thread of restless anger ignited in his heart.
Fang Wushen was still blocking his way.
The next second, the students passing outside the classroom were suddenly startled by a loud noise.
Fang Wushen was actually kicked out of the classroom!
He tumbled into the flowerbed and couldn’t get up!
The students screamed in surprise. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
Amidst the chaotic cries, Feng Fuce walked out with a cold face.
He didn’t even glance at Fang Wushen in the flowerbed and simply walked towards the door.
Fang Wushen gritted his teeth in pain, "Stop right there! You dare attack without a word, that was a sneak attack, you know, stop!"
Feng Fuce had already walked away while he still couldn’t get up.
When Zhi’er ran to the door, A ruo had already pretended to fall twice here.
She couldn’t help it; she saw everyone had finished class, but couldn’t guess when Zhi’er would arrive.
Lu Wang was also nearby, so A ruo didn’t dare act too sneakily.
Therefore, she could only pretend to pass by the academy entrance, like she was just passing through.
Then she "accidentally" fell, and finally got up by herself.
Repeatedly, she had already done this twice.
Lu Wang couldn’t bear to watch anymore.
He took the initiative to walk over and help A ruo up.
"What are you doing walking around the academy entrance, always falling, is the ground uneven?" Lu Wang frowned.
A ruo smiled awkwardly, "I didn’t expect to trip twice, thank you Lu Wang for the help."
At this moment, she saw Zhi’er’s small figure rushing out with her peripheral vision.
A ruo was secretly delighted!
She quickly fell to the ground.
"Ouch! I fell down!" A ruo cried out in pain.
Lu Wang: ...
Does this little fairy have issues?
Zhi’er’s round, rosy face showed surprise.
She quickly went up to help A ruo.
"Miss, are you alright?"
A ruo weakly shook her head, "I’m fine, thank you for your help."
Then she stood up, but it seemed as if she had sprained her ankle, and she winced in pain.
Zhi’er immediately understood, worriedly said, "You look injured, I’ll take you to a nearby clinic."
At this moment, Feng Fuce with a cold face, walked over from behind.
Lu Wang’s eyes tightened, feeling that something was wrong.
He couldn’t let A ruo know he knew Feng Fuce, or it would be hard to explain.
Feng Fuce brushed past Zhi’er.
The little one hurriedly said, "Brother Fu Ce, you’re just in time, this lady seems hurt, let’s take her to the clinic together!"
Feng Fuce ignored her, suppressing the anger that could destroy everything inside.
He coldly said, "Lu Wang, let’s go."
Zhi’er was stunned, blinking her long lashes.
Brother Fu Ce is angry?
A ruo also forgot to pretend to be in pain, curiously looking at Lu Wang.
The Immortal Lord knows this young man?
Lu Wang saw that A ruo had heard, so there was nothing he could do.
He could only bow his head and follow Feng Fuce, "Yes."
Zhi’er called out again, "Brother Fu Ce..."
Feng Fuce seemed not to hear.
He swiftly mounted the horse, pulled the reins, and left with the Xiu Luo Envoys in the dust.
However, he didn’t forget to leave the carriage for Zhi’er.
Zhi’er stared blankly in the direction they departed.
A ruo scratched her forehead, whispering, "Emperor, is this alright now?"
