Chapter 284

Xiao Ling got worried when Yan Xingwei covered his own face with a big hand in irritation. He wondered if he had said something wrong that angered Yan Xingwei.

He didn’t dare to breathe or move. He held his breath and looked at Yan Xingwei in front of him.

He stared at Yan Xingwei foolishly, and suddenly, he blushed.

At this moment, Yan Xingwei abruptly looked up at him, and Xiao Ling quickly lower his head in fear and clasped his hands.

Yan Xingwei frowned when he saw the flustered look on Xiao Ling’s face, and he sighed again. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. Why did he suddenly care about Xiao Ling?

“Did I hit you before? Why did you run when you saw me?”

Yan Xingwei was reluctant to ask, but he resented being wronged, so he asked grumpily.

However, Xiao Ling trembled at his words and shed more tears, looking at Yan Xingwei with aggrieved eyes in disbelief.

Yan Xingwei hated tears the most, so his stifled impatience surged again.

When he was about to shout at Xiao Ling, a scene flashed across his mind. This time he clearly saw that blood trickling out of Xiao Ling’s mouth, and he pinched Xiao Ling’s neck, roaring in anger.

Yan Xingwei was stunned. He stood there shaking, lost for words.

‘Who is that? Is that me?’

He started to get confused, looking up at Xiao Ling, who was tearful.

Suddenly, something incredible happened. Xiao Ling raised his hand and slapped Yan Xingwei directly. He said in a choked voice, “Bastard.”

His tears coursed down like pearls.

Yan Xingwei who was stunned by the slap, staring at Xiao Ling, who suddenly got angry.

“I don’t want to see you again.” Xiao Ling suddenly roared at Yan Xingwei and turned to leave, but he was suddenly pulled back by Yan Xingwei, who came back to his senses. He quickly pressed Xiao Ling against the wall and said coldly, “What are you to me? Why do I have memory of you?”

His voice was piercing, as if he attempted to press Xiao Ling into the wall. He tightened his grip.

Xiao Ling frowned at the increasing pressure, but he was no longer afraid. He struggled and hit Yan Xingwei’s chest, shouting angrily, “I have nothing to do with you. Let go of me.” His tears rolled down again, like they would never stop.

“If you explain it clearly, I will let you go.” Yan Xingwei didn’t leg go and glared at Xiao Ling instead.

“Explain? You ask me to explain?” Xiao Ling shed more tears. He suddenly bit his lower lip and looked at Yan Xingwei in agony, “Then who’s gonna explain to me?”

It was as if Xiao Ling himself was not very clear about what had happened at that time. Somehow, it became a mystery.

“What do you mean?” Yan Xingwei was surprised. He couldn’t understand Xiao Ling’s words.

‘He doesn’t know? In that case, who knows?’

“I should ask you why. Why did you treat me that way? I just had a crush on your brother, and you…” Xiao Ling broke off because he was too sorrowful.