Big-name school flower: the president is a devil

Chapter 42 Provoking Discord
Both sides wanted to continue cutting, but seeing Ke Huanye standing in the middle, he put down his weapon unwillingly.

"Little Leaf!" 
Jing Ran stumbled out from behind the crowd, no, he was helped out, with Qian Xiaonao on the left and Yihan on the left.

The uncannyly handsome face seemed to be covered with two bolts of lightning across the sky, purple bruises, and some hideous wounds lay across the white skin, and the blood at the corner of the mouth was still wet, dripping down drop by drop.
Ke Huanye was furious all of a sudden, the pain and anger gushed out from the bottom of his heart together, looking at the rear of the Prince's Gang, he yelled angrily:
"Wen Tianmu, get out of here!!"
Damn, hit, why not kill him!What's the point of getting hurt, Wen Tianmu, where did that bastard go?
There was a clear air-conditioning, and the members of the Young Master's Gang shuddered abruptly, still looking as if they were dying with deep hatred.
"Ke Huanye, go and look at the garbage behind." 
There was unconcealable anger in the cold voice. The white v-neck t-shirt and black trousers were spotless. Even after the chaotic battle just now, this man was still not in the slightest embarrassment. His temperament was cold but noble. The extreme, the dark eyes are as cold as glaciers, and the Apollo-like handsome face has no expression at all.
No matter where he went, no matter how hot the weather was, as long as this person appeared, the temperature around him would drop several degrees in an instant. Except for Ke Huanye, everyone felt this way.
"Hermaphrodites, don't provoke me there, Xiao Yezi knows who is hitting who." 
Jing Ran stepped forward and stood face to face with Wen Tianmu, and the temperament of the two of them was immediately highlighted.
One was in a terrible state of distress, but he couldn't conceal the arrogance and domineering in his bones that attracted attention. The other was neatly dressed, with an innate nobleness and ruthlessness in his bones. Both of them were kings who could make people submit at a glance.
"Heh... Ke Huanye, the eyes are on your body, right and wrong, no one can influence you." 
Wen Tianmu sneered, ignored Jing Ran, or didn't bother to talk to him at all, but went straight to Ke Huanye and said in a cold voice.

"Wen Tianmu, what do you mean? Jing Ran deserves to be beaten like this, right?" 
After hearing this sentence, Ke Huanye became even more angry, jumped up, pointed at Jing Ran and yelled at Wen Tianmu, Jing Ran was very cooperative and made a complaint.
One's hair was not messed up, and his body was clean and spotless, while the other was as embarrassed as a beggar begging at a train station, and his emotional balance suddenly tilted towards the beggar.

"madman." 
Wen Tianmu glanced at Ke Huanye coldly, opened his thin lips lightly, and spoke slowly.

Jing Ran, Jing Ran, it's Jing Ran every time, Jing Ran is deliberately slapped in the face, will she believe him when he tells her?If he told her that he was actually hurt too, would she feel distressed?What she loves most is Jing Ran. Compared with Jing Ran, he is nothing. He is a cheap man, so he compromises every time.

"Walk."

In the end, Wen Tianmu didn't even want to give Ke Huanye a look. He said a word to the people behind him and strode away.

Jing Ran looked at Wen Tianmu's leaving figure, and proudly evoked a smile that only a winner can have.

Yin and Yang disdain to use despicable means, he doesn't mind, as long as it can make Xiao Yezi feel distressed, it doesn't matter.
Wen Tianmu's pace was a bit strange, his body seemed a little unstable because he was walking too fast or for some other reason, Ke Huanye's heart tightened, that bastard was injured, he was black-hearted, he couldn't speak properly every time, he was very angry , He endured the injury by himself, he deserved to hold his breath, and he deserved to be misunderstood.

(End of this chapter)