The village beauty and me!

"Who do you think you are, talking big like that!" the young man said angrily.

"Your father," Chen Huan repeated loudly.

The fat man who had just gotten off the bus was doubled over with laughter. "Brother Huan, you're really wicked. You're asking people to acknowledge you as their father as soon as you step out the door, without even asking if they're willing."

The two of them, working in unison, made the young man so angry that his face turned black.

Pointing a finger, he said, "Looking for a beating?"

"Believe it or not, I can call a dozen people with one phone call and throw both of you into the trash can."

The fat man grinned and crackled his fingers, making a popping sound like popping beans.

He walked straight up to the other person and said, "Believe it or not, I don't need to call a dozen people; I can plant you in a trash can right now."

"You dare!" The young man suddenly panicked.

He noticed a trash can nearby, and the fat man had a wicked grin on his face, clearly looking malicious.

"What wouldn't I dare to do?"

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"I can't stand people like you who show off." The fat man took two steps forward.

He grabbed the other person by the collar with one hand and the belt with the other.

With a shout, just like a weightlifter, he lifted the young man directly above his head.

"Go!" the fat man shouted again.

They pinned the man head down and legs up, and actually shoved him into the nearby trash can.

There were people at the gate who were stunned by what they saw.

Zhao Yaru, who had just gotten off the bus, also had a strange expression. She seemed to want to laugh, but she was trying her best to restrain herself.

The guy who was thrown into the trash can struggled desperately, his head making a series of dull thuds at the bottom of the can.

It sounds like someone is cursing, but it also sounds like someone is crying for help.

Because there was still some trash inside, the sound was completely muffled and could not be heard at all.

Chen Huan ignored him and led Zhao Liping into the courtyard.

"Wait, what are you doing?" In a nearby duty room, an old man wearing reading glasses pushed open a small window and poked his head out.

He stared at Chen Huan and the fat man with great vigilance.

Maybe it's because they didn't seem like good people.

After all, I've never seen a good person casually throw someone into the trash can.

"We're here to take the Traditional Chinese Medicine qualification exam," Chen Huan replied casually.

"you?"

"Take the TCM qualification exam?" The old man had a look on his face that said, "You must be joking."

The fat man clicked his tongue. "Old man, who do you think you are? You've already paid the registration fee, and you still dare to stop me from getting in?"

After saying that, he took the registration fee receipt from Zhao Liping.

"They really are here to take the exam."

"These days, the world is going to the dogs; anyone can take the exam to become a traditional Chinese medicine doctor," the old man with reading glasses said, shaking his head and sighing.

Finally allowed to pass, Chen Huan continued walking inside.

But at that moment, a young man with vegetable leaves and some garbage on his head blocked their way menacingly.

It was the same guy who was driving the sports car and wearing the expensive watch earlier.

"What do you mean, want to live in the trash can again?" The fat man swayed his shoulders, a threatening expression on his face.

"Fighting is not allowed here."

"Fighting will disqualify you from the exam, and the fees you paid will not be refunded," the old man with reading glasses poked his head out of the duty room and shouted in a rough voice.

His face was full of authority, and his tone was unquestionable.

Chen Huan stopped the fat man who was about to make a move.

He felt that something was strange about what happened today.

Because he didn't even know this arrogant guy in front of him.

The other party inexplicably came to cause trouble. They clearly knew that the fat man was not someone to be trifled with, yet they still blocked our way once again. Had they lost their minds?

Or is it that these rich second-generation kids nowadays all like to seek out torture for no reason? Is this some kind of new trend?

Soon, Chen Huan noticed something was wrong.

Although the young man was blocking his way, his gaze was elsewhere.

Following the other person's gaze, Chen Huan turned his head in confusion.

Then I saw Zhao Yaru with a strange expression.

"It's you. He came to see you?" Chen Huan immediately understood.

Zhao Yaru's expression was a little off ever since she got out of the car. So that's what happened.

Zhao Yaru coughed lightly twice. "It seems so."

"What does this thing do?" Chen Huan blinked, though he already had a pretty good idea of ​​the answer when he asked the question.

"He pursued me." Zhao Yaru's expression was very unnatural.

"Damn." Chen Huan's eye twitched.

Just what I feared most came to pass.

Just last night, Jin Dacheng had reminded himself that Zhao Yaru's move from Dongjiang City to the countryside and her stay at his house might cause some trouble.

Unexpectedly, it came true so quickly.

"Ya Ru, what's so great about this kid?"

"In terms of looks, physique, status, and wealth, in which aspect can he compare to me?"

"If you don't choose me, I have nothing to say, but you can't just give up and find something like this, can you?" The young man suddenly complained to Zhao Yaru.

In his words, he didn't treat Chen Huan like a human being at all, and he despised him to the extreme.

Chen Huan grinned. "You really know how to pat yourself on the back."

"You have no figure whatsoever, all you have is a little money in your family, but that's not your money, so what are you showing off for?"

"Besides, which woman wouldn't choose a man who is physically fit?"

"You look like you have kidney deficiency; anyone with a modicum of sense wouldn't choose you."

"Is that right, Zhao Yaru?"

After saying that, Chen Huan playfully raised her eyebrows at Zhao Yaru.

Zhao Yaru blushed and lightly stamped her foot, "How would I know who has kidney deficiency or not? I've never tried it."

"No need to test it, it looks weak at first glance."

"And you've taken quite a bit of that kind of medicine. Luckily you didn't choose him, otherwise it would have been no different from being a widow." Chen Huan replied casually.

The young man, enraged, retorted, "You're talking nonsense! I didn't take that kind of drug!"

Chen Huan nodded, "Yes, yes, it's dog food."

"You're the dog!" The young man's defenses were completely broken by Chen Huan, and he almost ground his teeth to powder.

If he weren't afraid of the burly fat man next to Chen Huan, he would have rushed up and beaten him up long ago.

Chen Huan was too lazy to explain to him what her relationship with Zhao Yaru was.

Right in front of him, he grabbed Zhao Yaru's slender waist and pulled her sharply into his arms.

Zhao Yaru snorted and involuntarily bumped into Chen Huan's chest, her face immediately turning red.

She instinctively tried to struggle, but couldn't break free. Her shy yet coquettish expression, daring to be angry but not daring to speak out, added a touch of ambiguity to the scene.

The young man's eyes widened, but he immediately deflated after the fat man pointed a finger at him.

"A good dog doesn't block the way. If you don't dare to make a move, then move aside." Chen Huan put his arm around Zhao Yaru and walked forward confidently.

The young man didn't dare to stop them and could only watch them pass by.

But then he quickly picked up the phone, his eyes dark, and said, "You bastard, just because I can't deal with you doesn't mean others can't."

"Go ahead and be arrogant all you want. You want to take the TCM qualification exam? Even if you were Hua Tuo reincarnated today, you wouldn't pass!"