I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

"Stop hitting me, Brother, stop hitting me!" Seeing you raise your fist again, Flat Top Head immediately shrank back, "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have harbored ill intentions towards sister-in-law."

Seeing Flat Top Head with a pitiable look, you glared at him angrily, "Behave yourself in the future, and if you hit on someone again, watch out for my fist!"

"Yes, Brother, I was wrong, I’ll change seats right now."

There were many empty seats in the back, and under the watchful eyes of the people around, Flat Top Head sat down at the back with his head lowered, then busied himself with tending to his nosebleed and looking at his phone, daring not to look around anymore.

Once everything around had calmed down, Du Xishan patted your shoulder and said with a smile, "What’s wrong nowadays, why are you so hot-tempered?"

"It’s nothing, it’s just that I feel uncomfortable inside when I see people like him."

Du Xishan gave you a knowing look and chuckled, but didn’t say anything more.

Actually, you didn’t know why you were so angry either. Although the guy was a bit of a loudmouth, he hadn’t actually done anything, and to onlookers, it might seem like you were the one with a tendency for violence.

Towards Fan Yi, you had always harbored an inexplicable emotion, similar to how you felt when with Zhao’er.

But again you were confused, she wasn’t Zhao’er, so why did you have such an unexplained emotion?