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Chapter 885 - 882 Do You Want to Scare Me to Death?

Chapter 885: Chapter 882 Do You Want to Scare Me to Death?

Yan Bo couldn’t describe it, but when he arrived here anxiously, got out of the car, and saw the tense atmosphere between the two sides, and until he saw that it was clearly her people who had stopped the scene, did his heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, somewhat settle down.

He knew that under such circumstances, it was really not suitable for him to call out to her.

Then, he heard the man, who even when restrained still looked ferocious and fierce, shouting provocatively behind her. Yan Bo couldn’t hear what he was saying clearly, but he could guess that it definitely wasn’t anything good.

In that moment, he almost impulsively rushed out, but reason told him that since her subordinates could control the situation, it indicated that she was in an advantageous position. However, if he rushed out now, he could become a variable for her, very likely becoming a soft spot that others could use against her.

After analyzing the situation clearly, he obediently stayed put and waited.

Perhaps because the coarse man was saying words that were too offensive, she suddenly reached out, grabbed a ceramic basin from the table next to her, and hurled it backward at the tall and burly man.

With a "bang," the man’s head was immediately blooming with blood-red flowers!

Yan Bo inwardly exclaimed "serves him right!" with glee. He had absolutely no sympathy for the man who had been smashed in the head.

She quickly stepped out of the noodle shop’s entrance, and then, at the moment her gaze met his, she froze like a statue.

By now, Yan Bo could confirm that she was in an absolutely safe state.

Instinct told him that he should go up and give her a hug to celebrate her unscathed resolution of the conflict.

But reason forcibly held him back, making him stay right where he was, because he clearly saw the retreat and panic on her face!

Wasn’t she just displaying incredible bravery in front of that rough man?

But upon seeing him, why did she become so timid?

Was she afraid he would see her true self?

Realizing this possibility, Yan Bo felt a twinge of resentment rise within him.

What did she see him as?

From the moment he clarified what was in his heart, knowing he couldn’t control his desire to be close to her, he had already analyzed all sorts of objective factors.

Including the fact that she was a gangster leader, and the things she did might violate his previous values.

But since he had fallen for her uncontrollably, he intended to find a way to balance all these differences and disagreements caused by their identities and backgrounds, and to prepare himself to accept every part of her, whether good or ugly.

He admitted that when he parked the car and saw her sitting inside the shop with the face he recognized but speaking with an expression utterly foreign to him, his heart was enormously shocked.

But this shock wasn’t enough to make him back away from this relationship.

He just felt very distressed and a little angry at the same time!

Angry at her deliberate concealment, and also at himself, because when she faced such dangerous situations, he could only stand by and watch silently.

And this anger reached a critical peak in an instant when he saw her hesitant and shrinking demeanor.

Because of her mistrust, and because of the lowliness and retreat she showed in this relationship.

Yan Bo, recognized for his good temper, wasn’t without anger; it was just that he knew better how to calm and hide his fury than others.

When his anger surged to his brain, all he could do was to stare at her woodenly from a distance.

He secretly swore that if she ignored him and chose to back away now, then he would have to leave her hanging for another month or half!

Of course, he much preferred a direct approach, to turn her around and spank her like a naughty brat, hard on her bottom, until she begged for mercy, until she promised never to dare again.

But it seemed that he and she hadn’t reached the level of intimacy where he could spank her bottom.

This, in fact, was what made Yan Bo feel the most stifled!

That is to say, no matter what she does to him now, be it distrust or hesitation, he has no grounds nor the right to accuse her.

Because until today, they haven’t established a definite relationship that allows pointing fingers at each other!

Fortunately, after hesitating for a moment and torturing him enough, she finally took steps toward him.

This allowed him to feel a slight sense of relief.

It was like how a parent painstakingly loves their child and after the child gets hurt, they ultimately choose to throw themselves into their parents’ arms, weeping and seeking help.

Yes, he was actually quite childish.

He needed to confirm that in Tong Xiaohua’s heart, he was not just someone to occasionally have meals and chat with.

But rather someone she could lean on, a safe haven where she could stay to heal her wounds.

He also needed to confirm that the efforts he had made during this time were not in vain, but had truly made her feel something.

So, even if she hesitated and recoiled, she still chose to step closer to him.

When she stopped within his reach, his heart leaped with joy.

Because, the place where she stopped was more convenient for him to hold onto her than for her to escape!

Whether intentional or not, Yan Bo took her action as a hint.

He grabbed her hand and was startled.

Because her hand was sweating and ice-cold.

And all his tenderness and compassion collapsed at that moment.

Reason and the like, all be damned!

He yanked hard, pulling her fiercely into his arms, his big hand pressing down on her waist as if he was afraid she’d turn and run away on a whim.

"Fool, do you want to scare me to death?"

The low and reproachful voice came from above her, and the palm on her waist pressed her tightly against his body, as if trying to blend her into himself.

Tong Xiaohua’s mind went blank. Just seconds before, she was in despair, ready to give up.

Because she thought that after seeing her true self, he had already decided to stay away.

But the current situation, how come it was completely different from what she had assumed?

Struggling a few times in his arms, she finally got rid of the big hand that was pressing on her head and messing her hair. Lifting her head, her eyes misty, she looked at him, looking a bit silly and a bit aggrieved.

"When did I?"

As she spoke in her defense, she struggled to suppress the urge to cry.

She was no longer accustomed to crying, not knowing when that started.

Because she knew crying not only didn’t solve problems but would even be seen by others as cowardice, as useless!

But at that moment, in front of him, she just wanted to cry.

It was as if a pile of grievances had built up in her heart, but she didn’t know where to begin.

Yan Bo looked down at her, and even under the dim streetlight, he could clearly see the redness at the corners of her eyes and the bright tears swirling in her eyes.

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