The girlâs back still maintained a perfect posture, and the tone of her voice remained insufferably proud.\nAdvertisements
On the inside, Yan Zhan wondered why he used the words âstillâ and âremained,â when this was the first time they had met.
While deeply pondering over this matter, Chu Jiao had already turned impatient.
The whiplash on her arm had already started bleeding, and the firm strength of the manâs hold only made it worse.
âHey,â She angrily shook her arm to alert the man who was about a head taller than her, âCan you let go of me?â
It hurts.
Yan Zhan slowly lowered his head and saw fresh blood trickling down the seams between his fingers. The aura around his body suddenly became cold, causing Du Lianshan to tremble at the side.
âWho did it?â
Chu Jiao was rather upset at the moment, âWhatâs it to you!?â\n\nSeeing how he used the term âUncle Chengâ to refer to himself, Chu Jiao also understood that it was time to conclude the dispute.
Chu Jiao noticed Cheng Lianshanâs anxious demeanor and knew that he certainly had some important matters to discuss with the male lead, but unfortunately, he had unexpectedly found his daughter digging a sizable pit for him. It must have been rough.
She casually waved her hand, saying with pretense, âUncle Cheng is exaggerating. It was not a big deal.â
âThenâŠthis playâŠâ Cheng Lianshan stammered as he looked over at Yan Zhan, âShall we continue?â
Yan Zhan frowned, âNo⊠â
At the moment, how could he have the heart to watch some play when his mood had turned sour. His eyes were glued to the irksome injury on the girlâs wrist.Â
âOf course, weâll continue.â Chu Jiao changed her plans at the last second.
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Since the male lead wanted to support her publicly so much, sheâll happily stay and watch the play with him.
âAfter all, Sir Du will be going on stageâŠ.â She leisurely looked at the elegant-tempered Du Xiruo, who was standing near them, and smiled, âI have no doubt that it would be a fantastic show.â