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Chapter 512

As soon as she ran out of the hospital, Xiyan's eye circles turned red.

My nose is sore, I really want to cry.

There is a grievance that cannot be expressed in words.

This kind of grievance has been brewing for so many days, since Ou Jue and Qiao Qianmo went to country S, it has never been infinitely magnified like this moment.

Holding her own arm, walking on the street in the early morning, Xiyan's mind was muddled.

Oujue, do you not like her as much as before...

Must be.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such an attitude tonight.

There were rustling footsteps behind her.

Xi Yan walked faster, and that person also quickened his pace.

Xiyan deliberately walked slowly, and the person behind followed suit.

Unfortunately, this person seems to have been following her.

Xiyan's back paused, at this point in time, there were already pitifully few people on the street.

It can't be a perverted hooligan, can it?

Aggrieved and scared, Xiyan didn't dare to look back at all.

She walked quickly towards the front, while groping for the phone, she lowered her head and turned it on.

In the next second, his shoulder hit a person.

Xiyan raised her eyes in astonishment, and found that the opposite was a middle-aged man who was a bit drunk.

The impact just now knocked the soda can in his hand to the ground.

The middle-aged man looked down at the beer that had been spilled all over the floor, and glared at Xiyan angrily, "How do you walk!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xiyan quickly apologized, "I didn't mean it."

"I'm sorry, is it over?!" The middle-aged man's face was stained with a trace of blush, and he squinted at Xi Yan, "Why don't you accompany my brother for a few drinks, and my brother will forgive you, how about it?"

Xiyan pursed her lips, took out a photo of Grandpa Mao from her pocket, and patted it on him, "I will pay you for the wine."

With that said, bypass him and leave.

"Hey, did I let you go?!" The middle-aged man wanted to stretch out his hand to pull Xiyan's arm.

"What are you doing?!" Xi Yan wanted to shake him off.

"You got me drunk, and you want to send me away for 100 yuan?" The middle-aged man refused to let go of Xi Yan, "Go, find a place to continue drinking with me!"

"Drink your uncle!" Xiyan was upset at first, so she said harshly, "Let go of me! Or I'll call someone!"

"Who are you scolding? Do you dare to scold again?" The middle-aged man said, rolling up his sleeves to teach Xiyan a lesson.

In the next second, someone grabbed his collar.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look in horror, and saw a face as cold as ice.

Ou Jue lifted him up with one hand, and punched him without saying a word.

The middle-aged man screamed "Ah" and was beaten to the ground, desperately begging for mercy, "Don't beat me up, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again."

Obviously, the Demon King would not let this man go just because of these few words of begging for mercy. With his hands in his pockets, he condescendingly crushed the arm that the man touched Xiyan just now with his feet.

He didn't say a word the whole time, and he didn't even look at Xiyan.

The thin lips were always pursed in a cold straight line.

Xi Yan, who was standing not far away, stared blankly at this cold and noble figure.

Oujue...

How could Oujue be here.

Didn't he say just now that he doesn't care about her?

So the footsteps that followed her all the time just now belonged to him?
After a while, the middle-aged man was beaten so hard that he couldn't speak a word and was dying.

Oujue stood up straight with a cold face, still not looking at Xiyan, and kicked away the middle-aged man who tried to rape/offend Xiyan just now.

(End of this chapter)