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Jiang Musang had never cried in front of others before. It was as if even the fear and unwillingness to be admitted had been vented out with tears.

The faint fragrance of the Chinese medicine on his body wafted into her nose, seemingly having the effect of calming her down, causing her to obediently cry in his embrace.

He Tianchen suddenly reached out and touched her head, "It's fine, there's no need to explain."

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket had already stopped ringing. Jiang Musang did not care about it, but stood up instead.

He Tianchen quickly held her, and Jiang Musang once again fell into his embrace. When he looked up, he saw her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and the teardrop mark at the corner of his left eye gave him a sense of security.

"Thank you." Jiang Musang came out of his embrace.

He Tianchen's eyes flashed, he turned and said, "Stay here for a while, I'll get someone to send a set of clothes up."

As he finished speaking, Jiang Musang lowered her head and realized that her clothes had all been torn apart by He Liancheng just now. Her shirt was almost completely torn apart, leaving only her bra covering the important parts of her body, revealing everything else. She was crying in front of He Tianchen just now?

A deep sense of awkwardness surged up. Fortunately, He Tianchen had already left by now and still came knocking on his door.

Jiang Musang hugged her arms, and stood up to pick up the wooden box and the brooch that was dropped, then looked at the tip of the leaf brooch, which was stained with blood. Her gaze turned gloomy, if not for her mistake just now, the place where the brooch had pierced down would be the artery, and at that time, He Liancheng would definitely not have lost so easily.

Forget it, Jiang Musang did not want to think about this matter right now. She walked to the sofa and curled up, waiting for the waiter to bring her her clothes.

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"Thank you." After changing into new clothes and leaving the hotel, Jiang Musang thanked He Tianchen once again.

"This matter is my younger brother's fault. The one who should apologize should be me." He Tianchen had an apologetic expression, not at all fake.

"He's always been this unruly. He refused to be taught and even hurt you, I'm very sorry. I'll do my best to restrain him when I get back. However, you still have to be careful these days."

Jiang Musang nodded, she naturally understood that the matter would not end so quickly. "Even if it wasn't for that strike back then, He Liancheng would still not have let him go." "I know, thank you."

Because she was crying, her voice was a little hoarse, and her words were inexplicably heart-wrenching.

"I'll send you back."

Jiang Musang shook her head, "I can go back myself."

However, He Tianchen insisted, "At this point in time, I can't let you take a taxi back.

"I'm going to see my friend. I'm not going back yet." Just now, she had called Sister Zheng to confirm that they were alright, but Zhuo Xiao's injuries were worse, he was still in the hospital.

Jiang Musang had to go over to take a look before she could relax.

"Let's go, I'll send you there, don't refuse me. At a time like this, it's impossible for me to let you move about alone outside, at least not today."

Jiang Musang could only compromise. "Thank you."