The Beauty's Wrath

her head, revealing a fair complexion. Her face was made up, but you couldn't see any foundation, even the eyeshadow was light, making her look very comfortable.She was wearing a very fashionable ligh...Chapter 1: The Main Text

Section 261: The Beauty's Fury

If she had a knife, Luo Xueyan would really hate to cut Ye Fan into eight pieces

She hated this bastard with a burning passion. He was so unwilling to suffer losses, his thirst for revenge was extreme, and his words were like daggers. 。And this jerk, happens to be his own friend's nephew. 。She bit her lip, struggling to hold back the urge to rush out. 。All eyes were on her in the class, she certainly didn't want to be seen as so unladylike. 。At this time, Wang Hao climbed up from the ground, picked up all the books she had thrown to the ground, and gently put them back. 。A single tear rolled down from Luo Xuezhan's eye. 。She stomped her foot angrily and turned to run outside. 。"While running, I said: 'Ye Fan, I hate you!'" 。But Ye Fan was a little stunned, staring blankly at Luo Xueyan who ran out of the classroom. 。Isn't she strong, isn't she cold How can you not play When she heard someone call her "Lao Ma" (elder sister), she cried. What if someone called her "Lao Nai" (grandmother) Her psychological endurance is so low, how can I play with her like this 。Come on, go chase it quickly! 。Li Qiang opened his mouth and said, Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Li Qiang with a complicated expression. You can't read the situation This way, how will all the classmates look at themselves Luo Xueyan is a friend of my little aunt... No, I have to chase after her quickly, what if she calls my little aunt and complains, it's over. 。Ye Fan jumped up from his seat and ran after him. 。But then came a wave of applause, though its source and purpose remained unclear. 。Only Qin Xu, biting his lip, stared at Ye Fan's back with a complex expression. 。Ran out of the classroom and saw Luo Xueyan walking towards the library, her shoulders trembling slightly, she should still be crying. 。Ye Fan helplessly raised his eyebrows and jogged to catch up. 。"Hey, are you angry" Ye Fan leaned over and said with a smile. 。Luo Xueyan turned her head and glared coldly at Ye Fan, tears still streaming down her face. 。She glared at him, then continued walking. 。Ye Fan could only continue to follow up, saying at the back: "It's okay, it's not a big deal." 。Luo Xueyan glared at him fiercely, and said in a cold voice: "Don't follow me anymore." 。I'm sorry, I don't know you. 。Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and said, "What's the big deal about a woman She acts so cold and aloof like a mummy all day." 。Luo Xueyan continued walking forward, but her heart was in turmoil. 。She didn't know if Ye Fan had followed up, she hated him in her heart, but hoped he could continue to follow up and apologize to her. 。 。When she confirmed that Ye Fan hadn't followed up, she stomped her foot hard again, as if something had struck her heart. 。Gritting her teeth, she took out her phone and called Si Kong Yanyan. 。 I don't know what she said to Si Kong Yanran. After the phone call, Luo Xueyan's tears had already dried up. 。A sneer flashed across her face, then she walked into the library. 。Ye Fan was depressed and walked towards the sports hall. 。All he wanted at this moment was to vent, a feeling of something constricting his chest. 。If Luo Xueyan wasn't his aunt's friend, he wouldn't even bother with that cold woman. 。Just then, he seemed to bump into a big man and blurted out, "Damn it, can't you watch where you're going"The big man was about to retort when, upon closer inspection, his face lit up. He immediately ran forward, grabbed Ye Fan's hand, and said with a smile, "Young Master Ye, I apologize for that just now." 。That, are you going to the gym to play basketball now This person is none other than Song Dongye, the captain of the Limin University basketball team. 。Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Song Dongye with a cold expression, saying: "Do you two know each other" Song Dongye's mouth twitched, and he said with a wry smile: "Master Fan, you forgot..." 。Yesterday you were playing basketball on the court, and I told you to join our school basketball team. 。I still want to go to your class and find you. 。He rubbed his hands together nervously and stammered, "I'm afraid to approach you now that you're such a famous figure at school. I'm worried you might be angry with me." 。It seems Ye Fan's reputation is quite loud now, this signboard has really been put up. 。Let's not talk about joining the basketball team right now. Let's go play with Fan Ye first. 。Ye Fan grabbed Song Dongye and pulled him close, putting his arm around his shoulder and saying: 。 It's been a while since I last used this. 。Song Dongye was very excited 。Although Ye Fan didn't agree, being able to go play basketball was something he'd always dreamed of. 。You know, those few songs Ye Fan showed yesterday have already caused a sensation in the entire school's basketball world. 。I'm going to play with a few people, come join us! 。While doing so, Song Dongye cautiously said: 。He could tell that Ye Fan didn't seem to be feeling well. 。Ye Fan nodded and said, "Okay, it's no use for two people to fight." 。But calling out a few technically skilled ones, the ones with bad skills are uninteresting. 。Song Dongye nodded repeatedly and immediately took out his phone to send a message. 。By the time they arrived at the basketball court, news of the mysterious ball god's arrival had already spread. A large crowd gathered on the court, all there to catch a glimpse of the legendary ball god. 。Yesterday, Ye Fan suddenly appeared at the basketball court, showed off his skills, and then left in a hurry. Many people don't know who this person is. 。However, the name of the basketball god spread, and only Song Dongye knew that the basketball god was the school's newly crowned little overlord. 。However, he didn't dare to spread this information. 。One is afraid of Ye Fan's displeasure. 。...is also to give others a bigger surprise... 。And as he made several phone calls just now, basketball fans who didn't see Ye Fan's performance yesterday also rushed to the playground. 。"What...so many people ot came to the basketball court, and Ye Fan was also surprised. " 。Watching the people arrive one after another, he was starting to wonder. 。Oh, they came to watch you play basketball. 。Song Dongye chuckled softly 。Don't you watch me play Am I famous Ye Fan pointed at himself and shrugged, asking. 。Well, you wouldn't believe how people have been talking about you since yesterday's events got around. 。 。If Ye Fan really joined the basketball team, then Linhai University would have a chance to win the city university league championship. 。What is OT Ye Fan looked curious. 。The god of basketball 。

Ot Song Dongye looked up at him with admiration.

"Is he really the god of OT" Ye Fan repeated, stroking his chin and saying, "Really" Song Dongye nodded repeatedly. 。Ye Fan felt that his mood suddenly became much more relaxed, and even a smile appeared on his face. 。Hey hey, Fan Ye! I'm not just the little overlord anymore, now I'm also a ball god. 。Fan Ye is mighty! 。Ye Fan thought proudly to himself, when the time comes, if he gets titles like "Three Good Students," "Class God," and "School Handsome," then he'll be even more stylish. 。He must be thinking, "I bet tons of little girls are crying and chasing after me..." Thinking about this, he felt so good. The annoyance he had just felt because of Luo Xueyan was long gone. 。Okay, okay, okay. This term is good. 。Ye Fan patted Song Dongye's shoulder with a face full of admiration. 。He seemed to remember something else, and then said: "Oh, right, what's your name" I'm Dongye Song. 。"Wow, Dongdong! If anyone bullies you at Incheon University in the future, just tell them my name, Fan Ye." 。"Ot Ye Fan hugged his shoulders and said, "And if you dig someone else's wall and get beaten up, just say it was Li Qiang's brother." 。Li Qiang, who was taking a class in the classroom, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill... "Dream Island School of Drought 96090, established on 2013-9-30"d eating it nonchalantly. 。 "Hey, fat guy, where are you from" At this moment, a middle-aged man with a small mustache walked over, took one glance at the fat man up and down, and asked with a smile....