Chapter 197 — A Sorrowful Past
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
After that, Xiao Fen dropped out of school as well, and stayed at home every day, her mind wandering. Kang Zhaoming had treated her like that, and still she could not forget him, still dreaming that he would change his heart... Ah, Wenwen and I tried to persuade her many times, but she simply would not listen..."
"Damn it!" Kang slammed his fist into the roof of the car, his face flushed, his chest heaving — clearly furious. "That bastard Kang Zhaoming!"
"The car... the car... it isn't mine, I borrowed it..." Wei Zhao broke out in a sweat. Looking at the dent Kang had punched into the roof, he was speechless. Miss Chen wouldn't kill him, would she? What a mess.
Hearing Wei Zhao's words, Tang Yun felt a sudden contempt. Your brother is angry enough to burst, and you're still fretting over the car? You're a rich young master — do you really care about a little repair money?
Kang seemed not to hear Wei Zhao at all, and went on pounding the roof with one fist after another. Wei Zhao wanted to weep but had no tears. When this kid's strength burst out, it really was considerable...
It seemed that once they got back, he must hurry and have Uncle Qing repair the car, and not let Miss Chen see it, or he was dead... She probably would never lend him her car again.
But how was he to explain it to Uncle Qing? Hmm, he would just say he had run into enemies of Gu Pengzhan, who had attacked him. Anyway, Uncle Qing had been there that day when he spoke of those two unlucky yellow-rank fighters; he would say Li Cihua had sent people after him. Haha, he was a genius, Wei Zhao thought.
Kang was in a state of extreme fury. He seemed to see a frail young girl stumbling along behind a taxi, watching in despair the man and the beautiful woman inside...
She screamed herself hoarse, wanting to hold back the man in the taxi, but she was powerless...
Just as her heart was breaking, a truck came driving up and knocked her down.
And the man in the taxi, cold-blooded, did not even get out; he simply left. And Xiao Fen, lying in a pool of blood, still kept that hateful man in her heart.
Kang Zhaoming! Kang's face contorted. Had it been anyone else, Kang would not have been so affected, but this man was his own second cousin... the second cousin who had looked down on him since childhood, who had mocked his family...
"Whew..." Kang let out a long breath, looked at the dented roof he had made... and felt a little embarrassed: "Boss, I got a bit carried away..."
"Never mind, it's nothing." Wei Zhao had already thought of a way to handle it. He smiled and said to Kang: "So, what are you thinking?"
The question Wei Zhao asked was in fact the very question Tang Yun wanted to ask! Having finished telling Xiao Fen's story, she was waiting for Kang's answer! Xiao Fen was no longer a virgin; that matter could be taken lightly or seriously — if Kang did not mind too much, it could be glossed over. The most crucial question was Xiao Fen's leg: would Kang accept a cripple?