139 The Delicate and Soft Little Ye Xun
“It’s alright, about four hundred thousand…”
Han Yixuan sat in the milk tea shop, using her phone to check for a long time, and finally figured out the approximate price range of the car that took Wang Heng away. For this, she had looked through all the car models under the BMW brand.
But her mood still couldn’t clear up. After all, even if the price of this car was much lower than expected, it was not something she could reach now.
After sitting there for a few more minutes, suddenly, Han Yixuan noticed a slightly familiar figure walking out of the martial arts gym across the street.
It was Ye Xun. She was about the same height as herself, but looked younger and thinner. Under the big sign of ‘Wu Bo Combat’, she seemed out of place.
Han Yixuan stared at her until Ye Xun crossed the road and walked to the entrance of the subway station. Then she threw away the nearly finished milk tea and chased after her.
The distance-keeping tracking mode was already familiar to Han Yixuan.
Entering the subway, swiping the card through the gate, going down the escalator, entering the carriage… Throughout the process, Han Yixuan used the cover of passersby around her to avoid being discovered by Ye Xun. But her gaze, piercing through the gaps of layers of cover, was always locked on Ye Xun.
Like a wild cat hunting.
Wang Heng was picked up by a strange car. Regarding this, Han Yixuan really wanted to know if Ye Xun knew the inside story. And more importantly, if a new competitor was involved, maybe she could win Ye Xun over to her side and use her just like she used Pei Ningle?
Just like that, Han Yixuan followed Ye Xun until they got off the train and left the subway station.
Suddenly, Han Yixuan quickened her pace, walked behind Ye Xun, and was about to speak, but saw Ye Xun suddenly turn around, a fist rushing straight towards her face!
The wind brought by the fist blew on her face, but the fist stopped less than ten centimeters away from her face.
Han Yixuan was wearing sunglasses and holding her phone, but when the fist stopped, her sunglasses fell off, and she accidentally threw her phone into the grass by the roadside.
“Uh… it’s Sister Han Yixuan. Sorry, I felt someone following me just now and thought it was a bad guy.” Ye Xun withdrew her right hand, scratched her head, a little embarrassed.
Han Yixuan picked up her sunglasses and said in surprise, “You really know martial arts?”
Ye Xun: “I guess I know a little, it’s okay. By the way, why are you here?”
Han Yixuan patted her chest to calm her heartbeat, and by the way, retrieved the excuse she had just thought of in her mind.
“I was taking the subway to go shopping, and I just saw you, so I wanted to come over and say hello.”
Ye Xun: “Then why didn’t you call me earlier? Following silently, I thought I met a bad guy and almost hit you!”
Because following people has almost become a habit—of course Han Yixuan couldn’t tell the truth like this, so she could only gloss over it: “I just wanted to play a joke on you, didn’t expect your reaction to be so big.”
“Sorry, I just finished practicing combat, it seems I still have some conditioned reflex, subconsciously wanted to punch…”
Looking at Ye Xun’s slightly shy explanation, Han Yixuan’s feelings became more complicated.
She really wanted to tell the girl in front of her, do you know that the boy who practiced combat with you just now was picked up by a BMW! But on second thought, she didn’t know Ye Xun through Wang Heng, so mentioning Wang Heng now would seem very strange and almost inexplicable.
After struggling for a moment, Han Yixuan decided to pick up her phone first. She was scared by Ye Xun’s punch just now and subconsciously threw her phone into the grass. You know, this phone was a gift from her parents after the college entrance exam. If it was lost or broken, it would be a big trouble.
But just then, a ruffian-looking young man passed by, bent down, and casually picked up her phone.
Seeing this, Han Yixuan had a bad premonition, but still maintained politeness: “Thank you, please give it back to me.”
The man curled his lip. “How do I know this is your phone?”
Han Yixuan: “I just dropped it here, less than a minute ago!”
The man sneered. “Hehe, who knows? Anyway, I picked it up now. I’ll see what’s inside first.”
Han Yixuan also sneered. “Then look. Only I know the unlock password. Let’s see how you open the screen.”
The man rolled his eyes at her, weighed the phone, and put it in his pocket. Then, he turned to leave.
Han Yixuan shouted angrily, “Hey, what are you doing! Stop right there!”
The man quickened his pace.
Just then, Ye Xun rushed over and kicked the back of the man’s knee, immediately making him kneel.
Immediately after, Ye Xun grabbed the man’s left forearm with her left hand, twisted it back, and pressed her right hand on the man’s back, making him unable to move at all. The left arm twisted behind him hurt piercingly with just a little force.
“Ahhhh… it’s breaking, it’s breaking, it’s going to break!” The man screamed.
Ye Xun said coldly, “Take out the phone.”
The man hurriedly took out the phone from his pocket with his free right hand and put it on the ground beside him.
But Ye Xun didn’t relax her strength, just said, “Sister, come and check if it’s right.”
Han Yixuan hurried over, picked up the phone, lit up the screen to check, and breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes, no problem.”
Only then did Ye Xun let go of the man.
The man lay on the ground and caught his breath, then suddenly stood up again. The attack just now was from behind. He didn’t think this thin little girl could really be that strong.
“Fuck you, fuck your mother!”
Before the man could finish cursing, he felt a sharp pain in his calf. With a simple low sweep kick, the girl made him unable to bear it. Especially the moment the girl’s instep touched his shinbone, the clear muffled sound was terrifying just to hear, and the person involved fell to the ground, holding his leg and rolling around.
Facing the man rolling and groaning, Ye Xun looked cold and said the lines of countless male protagonists: “You can curse me, but you dare curse my mother? If you’re not convinced, come again. I’ll beat you until you are!”
After a while, the man struggled to stand up again, didn’t dare to say a word, and limped away.
Ye Xun turned to Han Yixuan, her expression softening a lot.
But Han Yixuan didn’t know what expression to use to face her anymore.
Unite with the other party, pull the other party into her camp?
Use Ye Xun like she used Pei Ningle?
Recalling the crisp and neat capture just now, the muffled sound of the kick on the leg, and the man’s scream… Han Yixuan felt that she might still be too naive and didn’t have a correct understanding of the complexity and danger of this world.
Ye Xun: “Sister Han Yixuan, what are you thinking about?”
Han Yixuan blinked innocently. “Nothing, I just wanted to say to you… Good afternoon!”
