The Beautiful Time With You Chapter 145 - Just Who Is Soft Bun Siding With? (1)

Chapter 145: Just Who Is Soft Bun Siding With? (1)

Translator: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit
But, even if we can’t win, we can still flee… Should I run away with Lin Jiage?
With this thought in mind, Shi Yao swiftly grasped Lin Jiage’s hand.
The domineering Lin Jiage couldn’t help but jolt in shock from Shi Yao’s abrupt action.
Just who is Soft Bun siding with?
To hold my hand at this time, is she trying to drag me back?
Shi Yao was nervously assessing the men in front of her and waiting for an opportunity to flee with Lin Jiage. Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind, “What happened? What happened?”
Hearing those words, Shi Yao turned around and saw Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear—the same one who asked for Leng Nuan’s number earlier in the afternoon—walking over with a pink cup filled with a milkshake.
Behind Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear was Deep Blue Sportswear. He was holding onto a milkshake as well, but his drink was light yellow.
From her deep experience from drinking milkshakes, she could instantly tell that one of them had ordered a strawberry milkshake whereas the other had gone for a pineapple milkshake.
As they walked closer, Deep Blue Sportswear bit on his straw and asked, “What’s going on?”
On the other hand, Flamboyant Yellow Sportswear took a look at Lin Jiage’s terrifying expression, then at the group of men surrounding them, and finally, Qin Yiran.
After which, as if understanding something, he turned to Lin Jiage and said, “Boss, you bring Little Junior back to school first. Leave this to Xia Shangzhou and me.”
Lin Jiage stood motionlessly on the spot. He lowered his gaze and glanced at the little hand holding him, and after a moment of hesitation, he nodded slightly.
Lu Benlai was right. It was safer to bring Soft Bun away first. Otherwise, if they really came to blows, it might just scare the feeble her, who would start panting after running a single round on the track…
“Be careful,” Lin Jiage told Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou before turning to Shi Yao. “Let’s go.”
The young lady before him didn’t speak. Instead, she was staring fixedly in Lu Benlai’s direction.
Seeing this sight, Lin Jiage frowned. Displeased, he traced her line of sight, and upon realizing that the object she was staring at was the milkshake in Lu Benlai’s hand, the knot between his eyebrows loosened. While inwardly berating her for being such a good-for-nothing, he reached out to grab the milkshake, which was still nicely sealed at the moment, from Lu Benlai’s hand and said, “I’ll be taking this.”
He then pressed the cold milkshake on Shi Yao’s face to jolt her back into reality before saying, “Let’s go.”
After which, he pulled her hand and ran towards the school entrance.
“Lin Jiage, hold it right there. Did I say you could leave?!” yelled the brawny, dark-skinned man.
“I’m the one let him leave. Over here, my words are the only ones that count!” Xia Shangzhou stretched his hand to block the man from following Lin Jiage.
The brawny, dark-skinned man tilted his head up provokingly as he bellowed, “Who the heck do you think you are?! How dare you talk back to me?!”
Lu Benlai: “It doesn’t matter who he is. What’s important is that he’s your father, and I’m the father of your father!”
Xia Shangzhou: “Screw you! Lu Benlai, I’m the one who’s your father!”
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After they reached the school, Shi Yao watched as Lin Jiage placed the milkshake in her hand and poked a straw through the seal. It suddenly struck her that she was still holding onto Lin Jiage’s hand.
Her face reddened, and she quickly loosened her grip and took two steps back. Then, with a soft voice, she said, “Thank you.”
Lin Jiage didn’t reply, but he found himself glancing at his hand. He couldn’t help but notice how empty it felt, and it left him a little uncomfortable.
There was only one road into the school, so they continued walking forward in silence. The distance between them couldn’t be considered be close.
It was only when they were approaching the school canteen that Shi Yao finally recalled something, and she asked anxiously, “Wait, will those two friends of yours be fine? Do we need to inform the school teachers about this?”