When Heartbreak Prince Meets Yibo |YiZhan FF|

6. XIAO ZHAN'S POV

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XIAO ZHAN'S POV

I didn't want to intervene in his malevolent habit towards other people or to his behavior in bullying the weak but my best friend's brother ticked me off. How can he possibly do that? Being evil. Yet everyone in this school praised and adored him, by the looks of it he was worshipped here as a celebrity without any page in vogue magazine.

He was undeniably an idiot with dark heart stucked in his soul and I'm not going to sit somewhere and watch him like a tragedy movie I don't want to see, doing nothing. It was necessary that the guy need a wake-up call from this foolishness of his and I did start it by taking a stand to help the girl he persecuted for the reason that she got exploding weight in a mechanical weighing scale.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked as I dragged her out from the building and took her beside an enormous statue of someone that was near to the school's gate.
Students walking inside the institution were glancing at us. Thinking why in the fucking world there was me, a creature who looked like uncultured cookies and cream ice cream glaring to a girl who cried riotously.

DARN IT.

"That guy just flattened your dignity. Why didn't you fight back?" I freed her wrist.

"It's not your concern!" She stumbled back to her feet. She bended her hips forward, placed her hands to her knees and bawled again. I could see the drops of tears from her eyes.

"YIBOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOOOOOOOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!" The girl was hiccupping, trying to inhale air in order to support her lungs.

"I LOVED HIM SO MUCH..." She was barely hanging on the edge of no return but still she has the capability to say those words.

SO NOISY.

I covered my ears with my two palms and yelled irritatingly. "Hey, stop it, you are damaging my tympanic membrane! Move on."

She wasn't listening. "I loved him so much!!!"

I stood in front of her and straightened her back by forcing her shoulders with my strong grip. "Look at me you lowlife! He doesn't deserve you! No one does so stay single and write fanfics!"

She moved her head up and faced me with tear visible in her red puffy eyes and runny nose.

Gross.

I pulled my handkerchief out from my pocket, a playboy's instinct and handed it to her.

"Fix yourself and don't return that hankie so that when you cry again, you'll have something to wipe your tears away."

It's better that she won't return it because I don't like dirty things.

The girl bit her upper lip and gazed at me with dumbstruck facial expression. Is she mentally undressing me? How typical. I always received that kind of treatment whenever I am in my playboy suit, I mean come on! I am a playboy, manwhore, fuckboy and all of the above.

Pleasuring female populace was my purpose here on earth. It's just that I changed my look and learning how to live a different life with different attitude and personality were my number one goal right now. I did this for my own safety from that arrange marriage scheme my parents wanted me to commit myself. That was too unoriginal and cliché. This was not the black and white, Confucius and Laozi era were kids obediently follow their parents plans for them.

Heck, I am NOT FOR SALE!!!

"Before you could ever have the chance to think about licking me in that imagination of yours, stop daydreaming. Where can I find your principal's office?" I asked her, flapping my hands to her face.