Snow Color

Chapter 227 Little Joy 4

"Stop! Stop!" the security guard shouted as he ran after the car, panting and almost suffocating. Finally, the car stopped.

"Get out of the car! Get out! Get out quickly!" The security guard patted the car window and shouted loudly.

At this time, Ji Yangyang in the car opened the door and got out.

"What are you doing? Who told you to drive your car into the school?" the security guard asked angrily.

"I'm a student here. I'm returning to school today. Why can't I drive in?" Ji Yangyang replied expressionlessly.

"Students? Students should wear school uniforms! Let me tell you, only faculty and staff can drive into the school. I wasn't paying attention just now and you broke in." The security guard said angrily.

"I saw the school gate was open and thought it was opened for me, so I came in. Besides, I just went in to put my schoolbag down and would be out soon." Ji Yangyang explained helplessly.

"That won't work! Get out of here right now!" the security guard ordered firmly.

Fang Yiqian saw this scene when she followed Qiao Yingzi out of the teaching building. However, she was more concerned about Fang Yifan, the mischievous guy, who was taking photos and videos. She wanted to quickly pull him back and not let him participate in this matter.

Fang Yiqian watched Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang arguing with each other, and didn't notice that they had already started fighting. Ji Yangyang suddenly threw out his schoolbag, trying to stop Fang Yifan, but Fang Yifan dodged flexibly, not expecting that Fang Yiqian was standing behind him. The schoolbag hit Fang Yiqian heavily, and she fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Qiao Yingzi exclaimed in surprise and hurried over to check on Fang Yiqian.

"Qianqian, are you okay?"

"Taozi, help me hold it." Fang Yifan heard the voice, turned around and saw his sister lying on the ground, and suddenly became furious. He handed the thing in his hand to Taozi and turned to rush towards Ji Yangyang.

"How dare you hit my sister!" Fang Yifan was furious and rushed towards Ji Yangyang with his fist.

After being hit by the schoolbag, Fang Yiqian was a little dazed for a while and didn't have time to react. With the help of Yingzi and Taozi, she slowly stood up. However, when she saw the scene in front of her, Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang were already wrestling with each other, and the fight was difficult to separate.

"Fang Yifan, stop it!" Fang Yiqian watched Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang fighting, and she was anxious. She rushed forward to stop them. She grabbed one of them with one hand and separated the two. Fang Yiqian had learned the skills of Sanda, and the strength of her hands should not be underestimated. Otherwise, how could she easily stop two strong guys?

"Fang Yifan, be quiet!" Fang Yiqian glared at Fang Yifan fiercely, warning him not to cause trouble again. After being restrained by Fang Yiqian, Ji Yangyang couldn't help but feel a little surprised: this girl is so strong! His eyes accidentally swept over the car body and found a deep scratch on it, and his face changed.

"Fang Yifan, you actually scratched my car!" Ji Yangyang pointed at the scratch angrily, with obvious anger in his voice.

"I didn't scratch the car! Look, not a single button of mine is missing, but you have them all over. It must be you who scratched it!" Fang Yifan retorted innocently. He lowered his head to check his clothes, and indeed there were no signs of damage or scratches.

"Don't quibble, you scratched it!" Ji Yangyang glared at Fang Yifan, his eyes flashing with anger. This car meant a lot to him, it was a precious gift from his uncle, but now it was ruined like this, how could he not feel distressed?

"It's just one question. I can just fill it in with a red pen and be done with it. I'll just accompany you." Fang Yifan said nonchalantly.

"Can you afford the compensation? You!" Ji Yangyang's eyes widened with anger, and his voice unconsciously rose octaves.

"What did you say?" Fang Yifan was furious when he heard this, and he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, looking like he was going to fight. At this moment, Fang Yiqian, who was standing by, quickly grabbed the corner of Fang Yifan's clothes and held him tightly.

"Sister, why are you pulling me? Didn't you listen to what he said? You are simply looking down on me!" Fang Yifan was so angry that he stomped his feet. He struggled hard to break free from his sister's restraints, but found that he was completely unable to move.

"Fang Yifan, you are the one who caused all the trouble today. Be quiet. The teacher is coming." Fang Yiqian glared at Fang Yifan fiercely, then turned to look not far away. Sure enough, Teacher Li Meng was standing there, with a frighteningly gloomy face.

"What are you doing? What are you two doing? You are both in your third year of high school, and you are still fighting! If Fang Yiqian hadn't stopped you, would you have wanted to fight again? Go back to the office!" Teacher Li Meng looked at the two of them angrily, her eyes seemed to be burning with anger. Her voice was full of majesty, and no one dared to disobey her.

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Fang Yiqian thought that the matter was over, and she only needed to wait a little longer, and after Tong Wenjie came over, the matter would come to an end. However, she never expected that when she was sitting in the classroom, she could hear her mother talking to Fang Yifan. She walked out curiously to check, and saw Tong Wenjie wearing high heels, panting and chasing after Fang Yifan. Fang Yiqian secretly sighed in her heart: "It's over! Fang Yifan is really finished this time!"

As expected, after class, Fang Yiqian and Fang Yifan sat in the car together. Fang Yiqian looked at Fang Yifan helplessly, giving him a look that said he could do nothing but fend for himself. Now, everything had to be solved by Fang Yifan himself.

"Mom, Mom." Fang Yifan spoke timidly, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Don't call me mom, I'm not your mom!" Tong Wenjie yelled angrily.

"Mom, I know I was wrong." Fang Yifan quickly admitted his mistake, hoping to calm his mother's anger.

"You're not wrong, it's all my fault! Why did I give birth to a child like you? I just had nothing better to do!" Tong Wenjie said angrily.

"Fang Yifan, I really don't understand what's going on in your mind every day!" Tong Wenjie raised her voice, her eyes wide open, as if she was about to spit fire. Her voice was full of disappointment and anger.

"You really don't know what grade you are in now?" Tong Wenjie's tone became increasingly harsh, with an unquestionable tone. "You don't know, I'm telling you, you are in the third year of high school now! Not the first or second year!" She emphasized this point, as if she wanted Fang Yifan to realize that he had reached a critical period.