Don't mess with her, don't mess with her!

  Don't mess with her! Don't mess with her!

  "Xiao Yun, after all these years, can't you make an exception just this once?" His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, his lips curled up, and his tone was half-reproachful, half-teasing.

  Ning Zhiyun stirred the snow clams in her bowl with a spoon, and this was an exception that she had never thought of before. One reason was that he didn't seem to have anything important on his mind judging from his appearance, and the other was that she didn't want to make things difficult for Uncle Xing. If even Uncle Xing couldn't protect her, then starting tomorrow, a group of bodyguards would probably be following her around, which would be utterly troublesome.

  "Brother Fang, if you had said you didn't believe it before, that wouldn't be surprising. But since you already know everything, for a family like ours with many rules, please give me a way out, spare my little sister!"

  Her eyes were still clear and bright, her small face looked worried, with a weak and pitiful look that made people's hearts ache. She had said so, and Qu Chu Fan couldn't force her. Because if he forced her, even someone as thick-skinned as him would inevitably feel guilty and ashamed of bullying the weak.

  He still can't forget, four years ago on that sweltering summer day, he and his newly acquired little junior sister were squeezed together under the open-air stage of L University, under the scorching sun, he felt like a salted fish hung on the beach to dry, both physically and mentally exhausted to the extreme, wanting to explode in anger, after all, no matter how beautiful his little junior sister was, she couldn't compare to his precious life.

  But at this moment, the bustling square suddenly became quiet, as if everyone in the audience had been stunned, and even a needle dropping to the ground could be heard clearly.

  The irritable Qu Chu Fan directed his gaze along with everyone else's to the stage, where, unusually, there were no messy and dizzying backup dancers, only a single stool. On the stool sat a girl in a white dress, her head bowed low, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, covering her face. Qu Chu Fan could only see that her legs under her skirt were slender and pale.

  The young girl's slender arms wrapped around the guitar, her long fingers lightly plucking the strings as if they were dancing. The crisp and clean sound of the guitar resonated from the stage, like a refreshing breeze that penetrated deep into the soul, bringing down the sweltering temperature of the entire venue by several degrees. After a brief prelude, the girl lifted her head, slightly tossing it, her long black hair drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air before falling obediently onto her shoulders, framing the face turned towards the audience - a breathtaking beauty that left even Zhou Chufan, a self-proclaimed connoisseur of beauties since young, utterly stunned.

  He stood in the front row of the stage, so he could see the face of the beautiful girl clearly. The girl had skin as white as condensed milk, a melon-seed-shaped face with beautiful and sexy red lips, a delicate nose, and large phoenix-like eyes that sparkled like waves. She sat on the distant stage with her guitar, her eyes gazing at the audience below, as if her gaze swept across every face. Not to mention those young boys who couldn't resist this charm, even Qu Chu Fan, a man who had seen countless beauties and joked about it, was captivated by her beauty, his soul taken away as he stared blankly at the white-clad girl on stage. It's likely that most of the boys in the audience wished they could transform into the girl holding that guitar.

  A goddess-like girl sat on the stage with a guitar, after finishing the prelude with a crisp sound, her sexy red lips slightly opened, and her pleasant and ethereal voice filled the entire venue. The humming low singing, that voice was like a winged spirit, piercing into everyone's eardrum, shocking every heartstring. Qu Chu Fan only felt that there was a guitar in his heart, being plucked by her one string at a time, the crisp sound of the strings, like magic, lingering around his ears, never dispersing for many years.

  This feeling of being occupied and dominated is unbearable and scary. He, Ou Chu Fan, is a standard playboy who never lacks women and never talks about his feelings with them. To him, women are like clothes, changing every day to feel refreshed and invigorated.

  He has always believed that the so-called emotions between men and women, in order to maintain temperature, are nothing more than using sex. The relationship between them is like a kettle on an alcohol stove, if you want the water in the kettle to keep boiling, you have to constantly add alcohol. Similarly, for men and women's emotions to remain at a high level of passion, they must also be sustained by soul-stirring sex.

  But his feelings for Ning Zhiyuan, this time, were rare, even without sex, and not even holding hands had ever happened before, yet they had been persisting at a high temperature since that brief encounter four years ago, with a momentum of continuous warming.

  He gave himself plenty of time, and he had been waiting for his heart to cool down, but he never thought that four years had passed, yet this temperature hadn't decreased in the slightest.

  He struggled hard, hating his own devoted heart. Because devotion, from a certain perspective, is also equivalent to being hurt. For someone like him who has never lacked women, he can summon and dismiss any woman at will, but there was always going to be an exception one day. Instinctively, he knew that he absolutely could not provoke her.

  But this can't be helped, and it's impossible to suppress his heart. By coincidence, he uses the excuse of inviting her to an extraordinary performance to approach her, only to hear her familiar name "Ning Zhiyun".

  This big name, he's not unfamiliar with it since childhood. The owner of this name is the little sister of Ning Xiyu, his classmate from elementary school to high school. She is also the granddaughter of Qu Chufan's father's superior.

  From the very beginning, he knew that she was not someone he could play with. She had a prominent family background, and just mentioning her grandfather, father, and mother would scare people off. Not to mention her brother, who had been classmates with him since childhood, was enough to make him keep his distance from Ning Zhiyuan.

  Ning Xiwei's doting and overbearing behavior towards her sister was notorious in that prestigious school. At that time, if any boy had even a slight intention of having a crush on Ning's sister, they would definitely receive a warning from Ning Xiwei within a few days. If the boy didn't listen to the advice and still made some excessive moves such as confessing their love, they would surely be labeled with some kind of bad reputation and punished within a few days.

  Such a young lady who has been protected by her brother since childhood, if she wasn't brain-damaged or mentally ill, shouldn't have gone to provoke her!

  Because he can weigh his own weight, Ning Zhiyun is a beehive that cannot be provoked at all. If not to take out 100% of his true heart for her, Ning Zhiyun this girl, it's best not to provoke him!

  He can weigh his own weight clearly, but he has always been unable to weigh the weight of Ning Zhiyun in his heart!

  She knew she couldn't mess with her, and her heart had been warning herself all along: this girl was absolutely, absolutely not to be messed with!

  But instead! Insisted on provoking her!

  Digression

  The story is getting complicated...

  I hope bamboo can write a better article than the previous one. Mua mua,

  Recommend two finished pampering articles of bamboo to relatives and friends, everyone has interest, can go to glance.

  Contract Husband, Don't Mess Around: The Story of a Proud Leftover Woman and a Gentle Rogue

  Rebirth - Seductive Siren: A story of a poor woman's rebirth and magnificent transformation.

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