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Seeing that Ai Siying couldn't answer, the CEO of the live show couldn't help but show a contemptuous smile. She even pointed her finger at Meng Ran and threatened him fiercely.    

    

"Stinking brat who hasn't even grown all his hair, you dare to touch my woman? Who do you think you are?"    

    

"Do you believe that I can make your parents kneel down and beg for food in this Jinghua City with just one sentence?"    

    

Seeing this rich young man bully his students time and time again, gu Qing laoshi, who had been enduring silently by the side, could not bear to watch any longer and shouted angrily:    

    

"Enough! Sir, this is Beijing International School, not a place for you to behave atrociously. If you continue to cause trouble like this, I'm going to call the police! "    

    

When Gu Qing laoshi said this, it could be said that it instantly drew President Cheng's fury.    

    

President Cheng, who had nowhere to vent his anger, raised his palm to slap Gu Qing without saying a word. Fortunately, the vice principal and the other school leaders arrived in time to persuade him.    

    

From the beginning to the end, Meng Ran did not say a word. He only lightly held Yin Qingxue's soft hand.    

    

Whether it was this platform boss with a net worth of one billion yuan or that beautiful and beautiful female host, in Meng Ran's eyes, these people were just unimportant.    

    

How could they compare to a strand of Yin Qingxue's hair?    

    

Under the mediation of the school leaders, it was as if a misunderstanding had been resolved. The busybodies on the field quickly dispersed.    

    

After helping up the female live streamer who had been slapped by him earlier, President Cheng pulled Ai Siying to his side and wanted to forcefully hug Ai Siying's slender waist.    

    

Ai Siying was merely a weak female. After being pulled by President Cheng with such force, her entire wrist turned red.    

    

The pair of 12cm high heels under her feet became unstable. This beautiful hostess had a sprain on her ankle.    

    

"Ah! What are you doing!?"    

    

Ai Siying screamed and was on the verge of tears.    

    

Meng Ran, who had witnessed this scene with his own eyes, still had a cold look in his eyes.    

    

Not to mention that Meng Ran had lost all of his memories. He had no impression of Ai Siying at all. Even if Meng Ran had not lost all of his memories, given his cold personality, he would never be a person who showed compassion to women.    

    

What does the life and death of others have to do with me?    

    

Meng Ran slightly raised his head and looked at Yin Qingxue's beautiful face. He said softly, "We have wasted a lot of time. Old Master Ping should be anxious to wait. Let's go home and eat."    

    

Yin Qingxue was as obedient as a kitten at this moment. The chick pecked the rice and nodded repeatedly. She let Meng Ran hold her hand and bid farewell to Teacher Gu Qing before turning around to leave.    

    

Originally, things should have ended here, but in this world, there were always some people who liked to seek death.    

    

Little Bastard, you dare to flirt with my woman. If I don't cripple you today, your surname won't be Chen!    

    

He cursed in his heart. This President Cheng actually took a step forward and stood in front of Meng Ran and Yin Qingxue, who were about to leave, and said with a fake smile.    

    

"Kid, you touched my woman. You want to leave so easily?"    

    

Seeing that President Cheng was not willing to let it go, the school leaders could only secretly sigh a few times. There was nothing they could do.    

    

At this moment, Yin Qingxue's stomach made a rumbling sound. Meng Ran was first stunned. Then, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.    

    

"Are you hungry?"    

    

Miss Yin's pretty face turned slightly red and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's fly. Yes.    

    

"Then let's go home and eat." Okay, Meng Ran said in a low voice.    

    

President Cheng, who felt that he had been ignored, frowned and shouted, "Stinking brat! Did you hear me talking to you?"    

    

In the eyes of this pretty platform CEO, Meng Ran's cold personality had become a symbol of weakness.    

    

His anger had yet to dissipate, and he had already made up his mind to teach this stinking brat a good lesson today.    

    

With President Cheng's connections in Beijing, even if Meng Ran was severely crippled, he could at most compensate a hundred thousand and eighty thousand.    

    

A hundred thousand yuan was nothing to President Cheng, who was worth a billion yuan. To Meng Ran, he was afraid that he would have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.    

    

"So noisy."    

    

However, no one would have thought that Meng Ran only frowned slightly and waved his hand lightly.    

    

This CEO with a net worth of one billion yuan was sent flying like a kite with a broken string!