Hui Yu looked at poor Jiang Jinyan who was curled up on the ground crying, but he couldn't feel any sympathy in his heart.

Jiang Jinyan is indeed young, but being young does not mean that there is no distinction between right and wrong, it does not mean that he can squander Jiang Yunqing's feelings again and again, like him, no matter how much sympathy is annihilated in that repetition again and again.

"Second son, it's not early, if it's late, you shouldn't be able to enter Dali Temple."

Hui Yu stretched out his hand towards Jiang Jinyan as he spoke, wanting to pull him up.

Jiang Jinyan dodged to the side, wiped his eyes in embarrassment, and got up from the ground.

Seeing this, Hui Yu didn't say much, just withdrew his hand and said, "Second son, let's go." ”

……

Outside, Jiang Yunqing heard the sound of Jiang Jinyan leaving, and even heard what Hui Yu said.

There was no other look on her face, even if she heard Jiang Jinyan's low sobbing.

For Jiang Jinyan, Jiang Yunqing tried her best to straighten him over, but after experiencing Luoxia Temple, she lost that mind.

She knew that Jiang Jinyan might not have bad intentions, and he didn't have evil thoughts about her, he didn't want to hurt her, let alone help others to harm her, but his vacillation, soft-heartedness towards the Jiang family, and subconscious precautions were the biggest harm to Jiang Yunqing.

Today's Jiang Jinyan is really just a nominal blood relationship for her, and the reluctance and fetters left by the girl who died in vain have long been wiped out by Jiang Jinyan.

Jiang Yunqing is a cold-hearted person, without this fetter, Jiang Jinyan is really just a stranger to her.

After Jiang Yunqing took Zhou Yuan into the house, he walked to the couch on the side and sat down, and then he glanced at the young man who was standing not far away with his head lowered, holding his palms a little nervously, looking cramped and uneasy.

His jaw was bruised, his face was also stained with blood, I don't know if it was his or Jiang Jinyan's, his hair that had been tied up was torn a little, and he looked like a frightened quail when he shrunk his shoulders and hung his head.

Jiang Yunqing said: "Wasn't it quite powerful just now, why are you afraid now?" ”

Zhou Yuan hung his head and said in a muffled voice: "Miss, I was wrong. ”

Jiang Yunqing raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "What's wrong?" ”

"I shouldn't have done anything to the second son, I shouldn't hurt him, Miss punish me."

Jiang Yunqing listened to his muffled voice, remembering the fierceness of this kid riding on Jiang Jinyan just now, pressing him down, if she hadn't stopped him, he might really want to beat Jiang Jinyan to death.

Jiang Yunqing's eyes were slightly warm, and he said, "It is indeed a punishment, come here!" ”

A gloomy look appeared in Zhou Yuan's drooping eyes, he pursed his lips, and just when he took two steps forward and wanted to kneel down to admit his mistake, he heard Jiang Yunqing continue: "Give me your hand." ”

"Miss?"

Jiang Yunqing saw him stunned when he looked at her, so he simply reached out and grabbed Zhou Yuan's hand, and directly rolled up his sleeve before he could react.

Zhou Yuan's skin is dark, far from being as fine and tender as Jiang Jinyan's pampered son, but very firm, with many small wounds on his slightly thin arm, and a wound near his forearm is still bloody.

The wound was extremely long and deep, but the owner of the arm seemed to have just dealt with it casually, sprinkled some powder, and ignored it.

The flesh on it was a little upside down, as if it had been frozen, and the surface was red and swollen.