My Crush Also Has a Crush on Me!
Chapter 54 Fond of This Flavor

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Fond of This Flavor

Time flew by and it was Thursday already, the day when Fu Ying was on duty. Before the self-study class, those in charge of duty had to clean up their respective areas. The only thing left was to take out the trash.

The other boys all knew Fu Ying liked to take out the trash, so they bolted after cleaning up.

Lin Lishan eyed the trash and turned her head to ask her specifically, "Fu Ying, are you going to take it out?"

Fu Ying was wiping the blackboard. Hearing Lin Lishan’s question, her actions stiffened.

Then she put down the blackboard eraser: "I’ll go."

After all, she only knew that Fu Ying always took a detour, but didn’t know what she was doing.

"There’s quite a bit of trash, can you manage by yourself?" Lin Lishan asked, looking at her small and slightly thin figure.

Fu Ying nodded: "I can."

She didn’t want to talk more with Lin Lishan, afraid that Lin Lishan, with a joking tone, would ask her why she took a detour. So, she quickly made her exit.

It wasn’t every time that she could see him, just occasionally when he didn’t drive, he would appear at the bus station.

When Fu Ying went there, she took a detour and didn’t find him. When heading back to the classroom, she went for another detour.

And sure enough, she saw him again.

Except that he wasn’t at the stop but was there to pick someone up.

Fu Ying couldn’t help but stop in her tracks and watch for a while.

He got off the car, helped an old lady put things into the trunk, then opened the door for her, and drove away, vanishing from sight quickly.

She delayed ten minutes of break time, just to catch a glimpse of him.

Fu Ying thought that she was like a Princess reincarnated, yet ended up so humbly.

Fu Ying retracted her gaze and walked back, only to hear some noise from the secluded bushes.

The tender whimpering of a girl and the teasing laughter of a boy.

"Can you hurry up? Evening self-study is about to begin."

The boy laughed: "What are you afraid of, we still have time, don’t we?"

"Don’t touch there!"

The boy chuckled mischievously, touching exactly where he was told not to, causing the girl to involuntarily let out a whimper.

Fu Ying’s steps stiffened, and her cheeks flushed red.

There actually were people messing around here; Fu Ying quickened her pace, ready to head back to the classroom.

Her white sneakers stepped on a twig on the ground with a "crunch," startling the girl and boy in the bushes. All of a sudden, they questioned, "Who’s there?"

Fu Ying got a fright, glanced back, and quickly ran back to the classroom.

Sitting down next to her seat, Lin Lishan suddenly leaned over and asked, "What did you see?"

Fu Ying was still a bit startled, her cheeks still flushed.

She felt that the girl’s face was somewhat familiar, like she had seen her at a snack stand near the school.

At that time, she was sitting in her little brother’s lap; now, she found herself nestled in another boy’s embrace.

Fu Ying opened her mouth, murmuring in disbelief softly, "I think I just found out that my little brother has been cuckolded."

"..."

Lin Lishan was taken aback, not reacting at first: "What happened to your little brother?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "Nothing."

"Did you see something?" Lin Lishan asked with a mischievous smile, "Exciting, isn’t it? You said you took a detour there before when throwing out the trash, do you like that kind of thing?"

"Uh..."

So she had always misunderstood that Fu Ying took a detour there because she liked this sort of thing.

Fu Ying subconsciously nodded her head.

Lin Lishan was surprised for a moment: "I couldn’t tell at all; you seem so innocent, never thought you were also a ’dirty’ person, huh?"

Fu Ying felt a bit embarrassed.

When the self-study class began, Lin Lishan sneakily took out her cellphone, nudged Fu Ying, and pointed at the phone: "I’ve got some, HD, uncensored."

"..."

Fu Ying waved her hands at her: "No, it’s not necessary."

The person who came to pick her up in the evening was Fu Yan, and she just so happened to have something to discuss with him.

Fu Ying got in the car, while Fu Yan was peeling off a piece of paper from his face. The backseat was occupied by a deck of playing cards.

Already got cuckolded and still in the mood to play cards...

"Why are you looking at me? Noticed the good looks of your bro, right? Handsome, huh?" Fu Yan was full of himself, admiring his reflection in the rearview mirror. He had full confidence in his looks; no matter how he saw it, he was handsome.

"Bro," Fu Ying opened her mouth hesitantly, not having the heart to say it. "That, you see how green the tree shade is on the pedestrian walkway, right?"

"It’s so-so."

"Yeah, the tree shade’s green is so-so, but you, you’re truly green."

"Looking for a death wish, aren’t you?"

Fu Yan raised his hand, about to hit her.

Fu Ying instinctively raised her hands to protect herself and hurriedly explained, "No, listen to me, bro. Today at school, I saw your girlfriend and another guy in the bushes..."

Fu Ying just wanted to give her brother a heads-up. She didn’t expect that, by the next evening before the night self-study class, trouble would arise.

At that time, Fu Ying, Lin Lishan, Li Hanyi, Du Yong, Wen Tian, and the others were sitting together having a meal, while her brother’s girlfriend and that boy were seated right behind them.

Li Hanyi and Du Yong were discussing how that girl could be together with another guy when there suddenly came a commotion from behind.

Fu Ying turned around to see her brother smashing a beer bottle on the guy’s head, blood instantly flowing from the guy’s forehead.

The girl was frightfully pale, her face losing color, eyes filled with terror, covering her mouth, speechless.

Fu Yan’s face was full of malice, pointing the broken bottle at the guy, "You dare fool around with my woman, you tired of living?"

The guy was knocked to the ground, laying there for a while before he managed to get up.

Fu Yan was still fuming and swung another punch that hit the guy in the face.

There were many people at the snack stand. None had reacted yet to what had happened.

Seeing the situation escalate, Fu Ying was terrified and hurriedly ran to hug Fu Yan: "Bro, stop hitting him."

"Get lost." Fu Yan frowned and shoved her away.

Fu Ying’s body hit the corner of the wooden table, causing her eyes to well up with pain.

Ying Haoyang just happened to come for a meal and saw the commotion from afar, walking over to see what was happening.

Only upon getting closer did he realize that Fu Yan was beating someone until they bled.

"Fu Yan, have you gone mad?" Ying Haoyang stepped forward to restrain the frenzied Fu Yan, shouting to Fu Ying, "Quickly call your big brother."

Fu Ying turned pale, quickly taking out her phone to call her brother.

But the person who came wasn’t her big brother, it was Shen Liguang.

The man approached, cigarette in mouth.

By this time, the evening self-study had begun, and the students had gone to attend it, leaving only a few university students still watching the scene.

Fu Yan had also calmed down a bit, sitting on the ground smoking.

The girl was still in shock, not yet recovered from what had happened.

And the guy who was beaten, despite looking battered, wore a smile on his lips.

Shen Liguang asked, "What happened?"

Fu Yan sat silently with a cold face.

Ying Haoyang who had arrived midway also didn’t know exactly what had happened.

Shen Liguang’s gaze fell on Fu Ying.

Fu Ying felt guilty.

She couldn’t help but feel that it was her blabbermouth that had caused the trouble. She kept her head down, explaining in a low voice, "It’s my fault, I said something to my bro that I shouldn’t have..."

Shen Liguang glanced at the frightened girl nearby, then at the guy, understanding the situation.

"Take him to the hospital."

Shen Liguang dialed 120, then inquired about the compensation situation with the stall owner.

This fight of Fu Yan’s had sent pots and pans from the stand clattering to the ground.

The owner calculated a figure.

Shen Liguang transferred one thousand yuan to the owner; the extra was for the disruption of business for the evening.