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Chapter 582 - Rescuing Song Zixuan (2)

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Chapter 582: Rescuing Song Zixuan (2)

“Let me tell you, if you keep me here like this, my family will definitely call the cops. You don’t want to go to jail, do you?” Song Zixuan threatened her deliberately.

Ye Xinping’s eyes immediately turned red because of what he said. “Brother Zixuan, do you still want to leave me? Why? Haven’t I done enough for you?

“Or you don’t like the food I made, Brother Zixuan? Is that why you want to leave me?”

As she spoke, Ye Xinping suddenly pounced into Song Zixuan’s arms and tears immediately fell.

“Brother Zixuan, please don’t leave me, alright? As long as you don’t leave me, I can do anything. Brother Zixuan, I’m begging you. Please don’t leave me.”

Feeling the moisture on his chest, Song Zixuan looked up and kept rolling his eyes. “I also beg you. Let me go!”

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Also, the bowl of rice fell on his legs. Could she let his legs go too?

If it weren’t for his strong willpower, he would have been driven crazy by this woman these two days!

“Boohoo... Brother Zixuan, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I’ll change, okay? Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me. Boohoo...”

Ye Xinping burst into tears, which soon soaked Song Zixuan’s shirt on his chest.

Song Zixuan, who had been used to it after these two days, couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth and roll his eyes again.

“I was wrong too. Why did my hands twitch back then?” Song Zixuan was so unlucky!

Seeing that Ye Xinping wanted to cry all day, Song Zixuan gave in helplessly in the end. “I’m hungry.”

Hearing that Song Zixuan was hungry, Ye Xinping, who was originally very sad, immediately picked up the chopsticks and the empty bowl on the ground.

“Boohoo... The rice is dirty. The rice is dirty. What should I do? Boohoo, I didn’t do it on purpose. Brother Zixuan, I really didn’t do it on purpose. Don’t be angry, okay?”

Seeing that the rice in the bowl was gone, Ye Xinping immediately burst into tears again. She even wanted to pick up the rice that fell on Song Zixuan’s legs and the floor back into the bowl.

Song Zixuan said, “!!! Stop!”

“Bang!” Ye Xinping was startled by his shout and the bowl in her hand immediately fell to the ground, making a shattering sound.

Song Zixuan: “...” The rice was already gone, and now, even the bowl was broken. Could it be more tragic?

“Boohoo, Brother Zixuan...”

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Seeing the bowl on the floor break, Ye Xinping, who had just stopped crying for a second, immediately continued again.

Song Zixuan only felt a severe headache. “Alright, alright, I’m not eating the rice. I’ll just eat the dishes, alright?”

Even though those dishes were either burnt, tasteless or too salty, it was still better than starving to death.

He was only in his twenties and was at the prime of his life. He couldn’t just die like this.

Besides, he had just reunited with his family for less than a year and he hadn’t had time to be filial to his parents and grandpa yet!

Hearing what Song Zixuan said, Ye Xinping immediately smiled. “Hehe, Brother Zixuan is so nice. I knew Brother Zixuan wouldn’t bear to see me cry. Brother Zixuan loves me.”

Song Zixuan ,”...”

Whatever. He had already given up treating this woman in front of him right now. She could do whatever she wanted!

After the meal, no, to be precise, after swallowing the food with difficulty, Song Zixuan couldn’t help but say again.

“Ye Xinping, I know you think of me as another person, but I’m really not that man in your heart. Just let me go, alright?”

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