Chapter 50 of 153
Chapter 50: Hong Xiaobei’s story (Part 2)
2 min read398 words
“Wait!” Hong Xiaobei held onto the door as she warned Kevin. “If you dare to do something weird to me, I’m not going to let you go!”
Kevin carefully observed Hong Xiaobei from head to toe, left to right. After he had returned home, he confirmed she had the same face as Xu Weishan. Yet, why did one of them possess a noble air that was too high to reach; while the other appeared to be leaking an aura of poverty?
“Don’t worry. I’m not blind! If you don’t make a move on me, I’ll thank God. The money is on the table. Go and get it yourself!” Kevin pretended to be reserved and aloof. He entered his apartment and placed the delivery on the table. Then, he sat on the couch and smiled. His expression showed that he was well prepared.
The moment Hong Xiaobei entered, she focused her attention on the table with money and went to get it. She wanted to leave as soon as possible.
“What is this?” She accidentally noticed a picture on the table. In the picture, there were two children that looked around ten years of age.
In the silent night, at the corner of an unknown alley, were sounds of fighting. While Kevin was busy fighting the hooligans, Hong Xiaobei had crawled over to a corner to vomit some more.
“I feel terrible…” With difficulties, Hong Xiaobei held onto the wall for support and stood up. Just as she was about to run, she turned around and noticed that all the hooligans were on the ground. “Huh? You beat them all?! Not bad! I didn’t expect you to win….”
“Your words make me so sad. Because of you, I am wounded. Is this how you treat your savior?” Kevin pointed to his injuries and teased.
Hong Xiaobei ignored him like she didn’t hear. She pretended nothing happened and swayed towards the direction of her home.
“Where are you going? I saved you and you didn’t even say thank you!?” Kevin grabbed onto Hong Xiaobei as he asked.
“Oh, um. Thanks.” Hong Xiaobei sounded extremely insincere. Kevin was infuriated but he couldn’t blame her. After she had left that day, he secretly investigated her background. He knew what she had gone through. He couldn’t help but pity her. So how could he be mad?