Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Doesn’t Your Conscience Hurt? Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Doesn’t Your Conscience Hurt? “Fine, then none of you are leaving now. Let’s have Chuchu co here and confront you!” The tall male fan said, turning around and heading towards the restaurant door.
Ye Weiwei didn’t have anyone stop him, standing quietly in her spot, waiting for them to find Ye Chuchu.
“Don’t be afraid.” Xiao Jinghan’s hand fell on her shoulder at this mont, pulling her into his embrace.
The man’s embrace was firm and yet full of a sense of security. Ye Weiwei looked up and deeply into the man’s eyes. She had to admit, in the instant he had stepped forward earlier, she was moved.
For as long as she could rember, he was the first person to stand up and protect her.
anwhile, Situ Mo fell silent. When the fans charged over just now, he was scared stiff. By the ti he ca to his senses, Xiao Jinghan was already by Ye Weiwei’s side, quelling the fans with his powerful aura.
In that mont, he realized he had lost, utterly and completely.
What Ye Weiwei needed was a man like this, soone who could destroy everything for her.
In less than three minutes, Ye Chuchu entered, with Shen Jinxing by her side.
These fans were Ye Chuchu’s most devoted followers; they were the fans she always took wherever she went. After declaring she would avenge Shen Jinxing, she called the fan club leader, fake crying about being attacked by knock-offs, and ordered them to take revenge at the restaurant.
After the fans went in, she didn’t just sit idle; she sat with Shen Jinxing on a bench outside the restaurant entrance.
It wasn’t long before the fans ca out, saying Ye Weiwei wanted a confrontation with her. Wiping away tears from the corner of her eyes, she brought Shen Jinxing with her.
But upon entering, she saw Xiao Jinghan again, that man who stood atop the clouds like a deity.
Was he truly Ye Weiwei’s man? But why couldn’t she find any information about him?
“Chuchu, is this person your twin sister?” The female fan eagerly asked Ye Chuchu upon her entrance.
Ye Chuchu frowned, biting her finger, and nodded her head weakly and pitifully.
“That’s disgusting. Your own little sister hitting you, is she jealous of you?”
Ye Chuchu didn’t speak, but her expression seed to affirm the fan’s speculation.
“Trash, real fucking trash! You bully your own sister, does your conscience not hurt?”
“Oh, I rember now. Chuchu ntioned that her sister had been in jail, so this sister is a criminal. What conscience could a criminal have!”
The fans’ gazes toward Ye Weiwei grew increasingly unfriendly.
However, Ye Weiwei wasn’t angry at all; she pulled away from Xiao Jinghan’s embrace, winked at him, then walked out smilingly and looked at Ye Chuchu, who was still feigning tears. “Right, I’ve been to jail. But Ye Chuchu, you know exactly why I was jailed, right?”
“Weiwei, stop talking. Constantly bringing up your ti in jail isn’t good for you. You’re a girl, you should be mindful of your reputation!” Ye Chuchu, covering her mouth, looked oh-so-fragile and helpless.
Ye Weiwei pulled out a chair and sat down with an air of authority, crossing her legs. “Why can’t I talk about it? I did nothing wrong. I’ve been to jail, and I am still pure!”
“Weiwei, stop talking!” Ye Chuchu turned to lean her head on Shen Jinxing’s chest.
Shen Jinxing did not look at Ye Chuchu; his gaze was fixated on Xiao Jinghan. He could sense Xiao Jinghan’s extraordinary presence but couldn’t discern his identity.
He wanted to understand, to know who this man was and why he could hold Ye Weiwei in his arms.
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