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I gritted my teeth and stared.

Ye Zichen didn't know what was wrong with the black head, but Yin Yijie didn't say it clearly enough, so he would keep the contract.

Why did he have to hit him like he was hitting his disappointing son?

It wasn't that he treated his son like he was his own son, but that he attacked him whenever he wanted to, as if he was his son.

Why didn't Yin Yijie dodge? Could it be that his brain was playing tricks on him as well?

The sound of the ashtray dropping was not heavy.

I guessed that if it fell in a straight line, it would first smash his foot and then roll off his foot onto the ground.

Perhaps, after completing his mission as an ashtray, he left behind a complete corpse …

With his straight back and high neck, the layer of grey in his eyes seemed to have reached their limits. I could feel that his coldness …

He became a cold statue of Dong Ri.

My eyes were misty, and I strained to keep my eyes open so as not to miss his every move. He really didn't know why he was so foolish and willingly got beaten up.

If he didn't take the wrong medicine, then … There must be something else.

Heh, hidden.

There are too many secrets in this world. It's always happening around me.

I wonder what you want to do to me this time?

When I see Yin Yijie, I think about myself. My guardian is injured, who is to support my family, who is to support me?

Yu Hu Bing pressed down on my shoulder, looked at me, and lightly shook her head.

I saw a trace of pity and relief in his eyes.

It was strange that he was not as nervous as before after Yin Yijie being beaten. Perhaps the one who was being beaten was not him.

If a person doesn't have compassion, especially if that person has nothing to do with you, then there's no need to worry about him at all. But since it has something to do with me, I have to think about it …

It's cold, and maybe just a few seconds, but I think it's been a century.

The bright red blood oozed out, and when it reached his chin, Fan Ji seemed to recover from his stupor and screamed: "Daddy, you can't! Jerry's wounds are hard to heal … "

The black-headed man ignored Zhang Xuan's words and harrumphed coldly. Then, he continued puffing.

Yin Yijie didn't say anything, as if it wasn't him who was bleeding, or perhaps it wasn't blood that was bleeding, but sweat, or something else that didn't matter.

Arrogant and stubborn, unmoving. But I could guess that the anger in his heart was being suppressed.

No one paid any attention to her, so Fan Kui turned around and called the person beside him: "Hurry and get the medicine box, then call for first aid. Jerry's injury is just right. If he loses more blood, his condition will worsen. Dad, Jerry and I are going to the hospital. "

The dozens of black suits around him were all made of iron, not moving an inch. No one paid any attention to them.

Fan Ji raised his sleeves to wipe the blood off Yin Yijie's face. Suddenly, his shoulders shook and he began to cry … He was crying as he wiped his face, "Dad, don't do this to Jerry. I believe him. It's not what you think. Hurry up and send Jerry to the hospital... "

This monologue is too dull for me to understand. Grandmother often wants a singing face and a singing face, could it be that Fan and the black head, is acting?

To whom?

If that's the case, I don't think that Yin Yijie would appreciate it. Even though he was forced, he still stuck to his position and refused to compromise.

"He's a man. He won't die that easily." The black head finally said something, but no one could tell if it was satisfaction or dissatisfaction.

"Daddy, forget it …" Seeing Yin Yijie's temples bleeding profusely, Fan Ji probably cried.

I didn't cry. I didn't know what to think. The myths and farce of the scene made me unable to react. I just happened to see it.

Perhaps, Yin Yijie knew what to do. He had his own ideas, so he didn't need to worry about it.

So I don't have to cry.

"Tell me, how are you going to keep the contract?" Black Head won a round and felt a little relieved.

Yin Yijie allowed Fan Ji to rub his lips. After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "Follow the rules."

The four words were like four pieces of ice, clean and clean. They were ice-cold, without emotion or meaning, and they shattered in the air, allowing people to understand them for themselves. Yin Yijie's expression remained the same, as if he did not say those words or had nothing to do with him.

"Alright then!" The black head slapped the armrest with force, raised his hand high, pointed to the mountains, and said, "New Year's Day, take advantage of my presence to get engaged."

"Daddy!" Fan Kui quickly shook his head, "Don't force Jerry anymore. I … He was leaving after New Year's Day. What's the point of getting engaged? I … "We have to wait for him …"

I didn't understand the logic behind it, didn't understand its meaning, and didn't know if Yin Yijie was happy or sad. He didn't have anything, so I felt a little dizzy.

Jade Urn Ice held me up and stroked my head. It was very light, very soft …

There was a special power in his palm, and I felt much better.

No need to look. I think he knows what I mean. If I were to see all of this by myself, I wonder if I would be able to suppress my emotions like last time …

Fan Kui was not like me. Although he was facing so many people alone, he was still calm.

Seeing that Yin Yijie was bleeding from his forehead, he bit his lips and swore at Blackhead, "Dad, I want Jerry to be willing, not forced. Jerry is a good guy, and I'm willing to wait for him. If you insist on forcing him, I will withdraw. "

"[email protected] #..." Blackhead was a little disappointed yet doting. He took a puff on his cigar and sighed. "You'll suffer if you continue to protect him."

"I'm willing. I have to rely on my own abilities to accomplish this." Fan Xian's tone was firm, his fingers caressing Yin Yijie's face as he asked gently, "Jerry, you won't let me down, will you?"

This... What did this mean?

I don't want a stepmother! And there is such a fierce old lady, I hate her!

Yin Yijie sighed silently. I heard it.

He was like this sometimes. Maybe he had something to hide.

Gently pushing Fan Ji aside, Yin Yijie said softly, "There are many things you don't understand."

A soft sigh, like a thin and cool dagger, gently cut open the delicate skin of his chest. I wonder if he's talking about Fan, or me? Perhaps, we are still young, there are many things that we don't understand …

Fan Kui, however, laughed. He laughed so happily, although it was a bit bitter, but he was still very happy. He held Yin Yijie's arm tightly, and laughed: "I know. Jerry cares about me the most and won't let me down. When I get back from school, I'll grow up. "

I frowned. Did Yin Yijie care about her the most? Why can't I see it?

Yin Yijie seemed to know that he didn't even look at her now. When it was not necessary, he didn't even glance at her.

On the contrary, I always saw him raise his eyes from time to time and look in my direction. If it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't even see the face of the Jade Gorge Ice at hand, I really would have suspected that Yin Yijie had discovered me.

It was probably a sign from the black head that someone had given Fan a packet of tissues and a few other items that could be used to bandage the wound briefly.

Although I know that Yin Yijie's wound is useless as ordinary medicine, but it's better than nothing.

Yin Yijie's handsome face was covered in blood, but it did not affect his coolness in the slightest.

On the contrary, because of the blood, his originally seductive face suddenly bloomed like a poppy, bewitching and enchanting. The corners of his mouth turned cold, and it was impossible for him to resist the urge to pounce on the other party to melt the latter down. Even though he knew that it would be dangerous to do so, it was difficult for him to reject the other party's offer.

The black head looked quietly at him, and waited until Fan Kui had probably wiped him clean before sighing falsely, "Fan Kui is still young, I don't care how you play with women. "But, what do you mean by 'this'?"

Right after I said those words, Yu Shuang Bing's hand tightened and accidentally pulled me into his embrace. Her breathing hastened and her heartbeat became a lot heavier …

I suddenly understood that those were just warm-ups, and that they were just about to begin, or give a verdict.

Yu Hu Bing was exceptionally nervous, and she gave me a shock. She hurriedly calmed her mind, took a deep breath, and calmed down … The more time has passed, the more I need to be calm. I need to be calm in order for things to go in a favorable direction.

Yin Yijie was still standing there without moving. He raised his eyebrows and said blandly, "Didn't you already know?"

His tone was still as cold as ever; his silent laughter was very cold. Unexpectedly, he was even cooler than before.

Black Head jumped up …

[I didn't expect Yin Yijie's qigong to be so powerful!]

The dark head that had always held the upper hand was blown away by his cold words.

I felt a little indescribable, a little worried for Yin, and a little confused. However, he was still very excited.

Black head,... Old Fan, apart from having a shiny black head, a fat body and a suit, his temperament was even worse than that of a farmer's entrepreneur. He took a few steps back and forth with a cigar in his hand.

When he arrived in front of Yin Yijie, it could not stop him. If he was considering the angle, he would probably be half a head lower than Yin Yijie.

I suddenly thought of Zeng Zhiwei. Old Fan looked like Zeng Zhiwei's big boss, but he didn't have that kind of bearing.

I waited quietly for the end.

Old Fan stood in front of Yin Yijie and looked at him for a while. Suddenly, his father sighed and said, "Young man, don't try to be brave."

Yin Yijie didn't say anything. I only saw him shrug his shoulders. Apparently, he didn't mean it.

Old Fan walked back and sat down on the large sofa as usual. He sat very straight, smoking a cigar and puffing out clouds of smoke. "Aren't you going a bit too far?" he asked. Such a big mistake? "

Yin Yijie remained silent. He shrugged and raised his eyebrows slightly, which meant: it had nothing to do with you.

Old Fan looked at him, then looked at Fan Kuo, who was standing beside him. "Moreover, if the trap is too big, how are you going to end it?"

His tone was carefree and light, as if he was watching a play, or as if victory was within his grasp. He was waiting for Yin Yijie to kneel down and beg him.

Fan Kuo took Yinjie's arm and kept leaning on him, as if it was very cold.

The sky seemed to be really cold. It was unknown when it had begun, but the stars had already lit up. There were only a few, flickering and very bright.

Occasionally the night wind would blow for a moment, ruffling my hair and almost wrapping it around the green vines behind my back.

Fan Kui wore a thin skirt and a white knee. When the skirt swayed with the wind, the shawl gently swayed as well.

Elegant and not frivolous, this was the standard form of an elegant lady. However, beauty was easy to freeze. She probably couldn't avoid it, so she tried her best to get close to Yin Yijie.

Yin Yijie ignored her, not showing any mercy.

I suspect that Yin Yijie was treating me well.

Even if Fan Ji was in the wrong, he was still trying to protect him. He didn't appreciate Fan Ji's kindness, but he didn't even care about Fan Ke. Was there a need to be so resolute?

Apart from expressing his intentions when necessary, Yin Yijie had been standing straight like a hundred-year-old watch, showing off his noble character. Or, he might have even expressed his attitude: a beauty's trick is just as useless.

The stalemate, the silent lack of smoke from the cold war, continued. Old Fan lost his patience and unhappily said, "Forget it. I'll help you one more time. The matter of the man shall be yours; the matter of the woman shall be mine. "

Yin Yijie nodded his head coldly, without feeling grateful at all. Just as Fan Ji was about to open his mouth, he said lightly, "My family matters, there is no need to help."

Old Fan turned to face the red mushroom. His face was red from the reflection of the mushroom, as if his eyes were bloodshot. His teeth were grinding loudly, as if he was ready to eat Yin Yijiu alive without even using a frying pan.

I frowned. Is it that serious?

Do you even want to interfere in the affairs of the clan? Too much!

Old Fan's stance was clearly different from mine, and he had a different opinion as well. He turned around and looked at Yin Yijie, saying in a bad tone, "You'd better take care of this yourself. You don't need me to help you. Also, when you come back, do you have to look a little like that, so I can see your sincerity? Don't talk about love with me, I just want you to be nice to me! "

Yin Yijie was still as cold as ice. I didn't find any sincerity in his words. However …

Yu Shuang Bing shrugged his shoulders, sneered lightly, and showed a face full of joy at his misfortune.

Looking at me, he raised his eyebrows and made a face.

Finished? The rain had passed, and things were about to end?

What the hell was this?

Fan Kui was also happy, he grabbed Yin Yijie's arm and pulled him out, saying, "Dad, I'll send Jerry home. "He's injured, it's hard for his wounds to heal, I have to take care of him for a few days …"