"That’s perfect, it’s not convenient to take the bus here, and now it’s dark. I wouldn’t be at ease if she went back alone. It’s perfect if my brother can give her a ride ho," Ouyang Yifeng said.
Ye Anhao, eager to avoid Ouyang Che, didn’t even think before refusing, "No need for the trouble, actually the bus stop isn’t far from here. Taking the bus ho is just fine."
"Taking the bus takes too much ti, and besides, at this ti, there’s no guarantee there’ll be a seat. It’s no trouble for my brother; it’s on his way," Ouyang Yifeng half-joked upon seeing Ye Anhao’s frown, "Are you afraid of my brother or what?"
Feeling a bit annoyed as her sore spot was touched, Ye Anhao responded, "Who said I’m afraid?"
"If you’re not afraid, then don’t react so strongly. If you’re not scared, then what difference does it make if you take my brother’s car?" Ouyang Yifeng laughed.
Fearing that continued refusal would arouse suspicion from Ouyang Yifeng, Ye Anhao reluctantly complied, opened the SUV door, and sat in the front seat. Ouyang Yifeng didn’t bother to return to school for his car and took a taxi back instead.
Ouyang Che habitually sat in the back. Ye Anhao thought sitting in the front kept her further away from Ouyang Che and his oppressive aura. Along the way, the two remained silent, the atmosphere tense.
However, for Ye Anhao, no matter how tense the atmosphere was, it was better than talking to Ouyang Che. Yet it seed Ouyang Che didn’t want her to be comfortable and eventually broke the suffocating silence.
"Miss Ye and Yifeng are desk mates?" the man’s rich voice ca from the back seat.
"Yes," Ye Anhao replied expressionlessly.
"Did Miss Ye ask for it?"
Ye Anhao’s eyelashes trembled slightly. What did he an by "ask for it"? Did Ouyang Che think she was seeking out Ouyang Yifeng?
"He chose his own seat," Ye Anhao tried to keep her voice calm.
"Chose his own seat?" The man curled his lip, clearly not believing her. After a while, he spoke in a low voice, "I don’t care if the seat was sothing you asked for or if he chose it himself. Approaching him was sothing you did, right?"
"I didn’t, nor did I need to approach him on purpose." Why would she seek out Ouyang Yifeng? She’d been trying to avoid him from the start.
"Really? Then why are you his tutor?"
"He felt he was struggling with his studies, so he sought out," Ye Anhao replied.
The mockery in Ouyang Che’s eyes deepened, "I’ve watched Yifeng grow up; I know his temperant well. He’s never been interested in studying. Why would he suddenly seek you out for tutoring?"
"Mr. Ouyang, are you implying that I shalessly clung to him to make myself his tutor?" Ye Anhao’s cold smile erged, "If that were the case, would he have made such great progress in such a short ti? Mr. Ouyang should know that force cannot achieve good results. He’s the one who wanted to sit beside , and he’s the one who asked for tutoring. From the beginning to the end, I’ve never approached him intentionally."
"Haha... I never expected Miss Ye to be so eloquent, given how quiet you usually appear," Ouyang Che remarked.
"I’m not eloquent; I’m rely stating the facts," Ye Anhao replied.
Ouyang Che gave Ye Anhao a deep look, "I don’t care what the facts are. All I want is for Yifeng not to be deceived by a woman like you. So I advise you, Miss Ye, to stay away from Yifeng from now on."
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