He confidently reached out to grab Jiang Zhe, but in the next second, the little girl did something that made his huge body fall to the ground upon impact.
Jiang Zhe's beautiful fox-like eyes slightly lifted as she pulled the zipper of her school uniform all the way up to her chin as if she were afraid of the cold.
The scent of blood at the tip of her nose was unsettling, thankfully the chewing gum in her mouth greatly alleviated the discomfort.
Jiang Zhe walked slowly towards Qin He, her beauty ethereal, her charm nearly demonic, with a hint of red rising at the corners of her eyes, silently closing in on the group of people.
Qin He was being beaten up by everyone, and nobody paid any attention to Jiang Zhe.
He was the first to see Jiang Zhe coming over, his heart burning with anxiety, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Jiang Zhe didn't run away, but instead came over, how was he supposed to explain this to Mr. Qin?
