After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 243 You are really here

The three of them slowly approached the toilet door, and the noisy sound instantly reached their ears. Looking up, Jiang Shiyu and a boy in school uniform were fighting fiercely. The two rolled on the ground, raising clouds of dust.

Jiang Shiyu's brows were tightly furrowed, with flames of anger burning in his eyes. He held the little follower tightly under him, clenched his right hand into a fist, and hit the little follower's face with great ferocity.

The little follower was stunned by the sudden punch, and his face instantly became red and swollen.

But he was not willing to be outdone, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, he struggled to stand up and pressed Jiang Shiyu to the ground. Then, the little follower also threw a punch, landing heavily on Jiang Shiyu's cheek.

Jiang Shiwen looked at the scene in front of him. Although Jiang Shiyu seemed to have the upper hand, his advantage was not obvious. He suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

He frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Pull them apart."

Although the voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty. The younger brothers around him hurried forward, some went to pull Jiang Shiyu up, and some kept the little follower under control.

After Jiang Shiyu was pulled up, his face was full of dissatisfaction. His face flushed, his eyes widened with anger, and he cursed: "Fuck, aren't you so awesome? You dare to hit me? Come again if you have the guts!"

The little follower was equally unconvinced, waving his hands vigorously in the air and shouting, "Come again! Let me go."

Ming Nanjin stood quietly by the side holding Xiao Chengcheng, frowning slightly. The two of them looked like two childish elementary school students fighting.

Ming Nanjin's gaze slowly fell on the little follower, and saw that his school uniform was wrinkled. It was blocked by Jiang Shiyu before, so she couldn't see it clearly. Now Ming Nanjin saw the school badge.

The school emblem was so familiar that Jiang Shiwen naturally saw it.

He turned to look at Ming Nanjin, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. Ming Nanjin nodded slightly, looking solemn, as if thinking about something.

Jiang Shiwen narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression solemn, and gently hooked his finger at the younger brother behind him. Seeing this, the younger brother hurriedly stepped forward, bent down slightly, and put his ear close to Jiang Shiwen.

Jiang Shiwen leaned over to the younger brother's ear and whispered a few words in a voice that only the two of them could hear. The younger brother listened carefully and nodded repeatedly, his expression full of solemnity.

Then, the younger brother stood up, turned around and hurried away. His hurried footsteps brought up a slight sound of wind.

Ming Nanjin's eyes were fixed on the little follower in front of him. He was very sure that he had never seen this person before. He quickly searched every corner of his memory, but he could not find any impression of this little follower.

He frowned slightly, his eyes revealing doubt and thought. Not to mention Jiang Shiwen, he was busy with various affairs on weekdays and had met countless people, but this little follower was completely out of his memory.

Jiang Shiyu was still standing there yelling at the little follower. At this moment, both of them were held tightly by the younger brother and could not get close to each other. They could only vent their anger with their mouths.

Jiang Shiyu's eyes widened with anger, his face flushed red, and he shouted loudly: "If you have the guts, don't hide behind others, come and fight me one-on-one!"

The little follower was not to be outdone, his eyes widened as well, and he retorted: "Who is afraid of who? If they hadn't been holding me back, do you think I would be afraid of you?"

Yan Zeyu looked at Jiang Shiyu. Although he usually didn't get along with Jiang Shiyu, he would never allow others to scold Jiang Shiyu.

Soon, Yan Zeyu also joined their verbal battle. Yan Zeyu crossed his arms in front of his chest, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Hey, with your small body, you dare to challenge our Young Master Jiang, don't you see how much you weigh?"

Ming Nanjin stared at the skinny guy in front of him. The little follower suddenly felt a chill and couldn't help but look behind Jiang Shiyu and Yan Zeyu. The moment he saw Ming Nanjin, his heart skipped a beat.

Isn’t this person the one that Ming Yechen has been looking at in school today?

Why are they here? The little follower has calmed down now, and now he has the opportunity to observe the current situation carefully.

He saw that there was no one around him he knew, but it seemed that everyone around him knew Jiang Shiyu, which meant that everyone here was Jiang Shiyu's people.

The little follower secretly thought that it was not good. If he did anything else, it would definitely be very disadvantageous to him. Thinking of this, the little follower also closed his mouth.

Seeing that the little follower had shut up, Yan Zeyu showed a smug look on his face and said, "You can't even scold a little guy like this? Do you still have any shame?"

When Jiang Shiyu heard Yan Zeyu's words, his anger, which was about to subside, immediately surged up again. He glared at Yan Zeyu and shouted, "Who are you talking about!"

Yan Zeyu raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "Whoever answers will be the one to answer."

After saying this, Yan Zeyu turned around and ran away.

Jiang Shiyu wanted to chase Yan Zeyu, but when his younger brother let him go, he calmed down instantly.

It turned out that he suddenly felt a strong urge to urinate and he wanted to go to the toilet.

Jiang Shiyu looked at Yan Zeyu who was standing not far away. Yan Zeyu looked at him provocatively. Jiang Shiyu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he could do nothing.

Jiang Shiyu glared at Yan Zeyu, his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Just wait! I will deal with you after I go to the toilet."

Jiang Shiyu's voice was loud and firm, full of anger and determination.

After saying this, he turned around resolutely and walked towards the toilet with big strides.

His back revealed a kind of determination, as if telling Yan Zeyu that the contest was not over yet.

The little follower looked at the situation in front of him and felt uneasy. He keenly realized that something was wrong and quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket.

His fingers slid quickly across the screen and sent a message to Ming Yechen in the private room. The little follower's face was full of tension, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Ming Yechen, who was sitting in the private room, gracefully shook the wine glass in his hand. The liquid in the wine glass sparkled charmingly under the light. Ming Yechen's eyes were deep and mysterious, as if he was hiding endless thoughts.

When he saw the message on his phone, his eyes darkened slightly, as if a flash of lightning had passed through him. He slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, and the crisp sound was particularly clear in the silent room. Ming Yechen stood up, his movements elegant and calm.

He gently adjusted his clothes, and every movement was full of aristocratic temperament. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth that made people feel a little creepy.

There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, and he whispered softly: "Ming Nanjin, so you are really here."