Jiang Yunting laughed at Qiao Shu's actions: "Shushu, it's been so long, and you are still so willful."

Qiao Shu frowned and retorted directly: “I don’t care whether you smoke or not, I have a little friend here, it’s not good for her.”

As Qiao Shu said this, he took Xiaohua's hand and was about to leave.

Jiang Yunting reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Qiao Shu struggled several times but failed to break free, so he glared at Jiang Yunting.

"Jiang Yunting, I'm telling you, I have a boyfriend now. If you keep pestering me like this, I'll call the police and have you arrested."

"You have a boyfriend? Who?" Jiang Yunting was stunned, his expression changed: "When did this happen? How come I don't know?"

Qiao Shu looked at Jiang Yunting and said, "Jiang Yunting, I don't care what you're doing. Anyway, from now on, we'll go our separate ways. Please don't bother me and my boyfriend anymore."

Jiang Yunting was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay, tell me who that person is."

The little girl he had taken care of since she was a child was abducted by another man after only going to the countryside for a few months?

This won’t work!

"I don't want to say it, let it go."

Jiang Yunting looked at Qiao Shu's stubborn little face and felt more and more unhappy.

She now dared to talk back to him.

His eyes grew colder: "Shushu, don't forget, I promised your parents that I would take care of you."

Jiang Yunting directly used Qiao Shu's parents to threaten her.

Qiao Shu gritted his teeth: "Jiang Yunting, don't force me!"

Jiang Yunting stared at Qiao Shu and sneered, "I'm going to force you. I just want you to remember who I am."

"You bastard!" Qiao Shu was furious.

She raised her hand and swung it fiercely towards Jiang Yunting.

But as soon as she raised her hand, Jiang Yunting caught it.

Jiang Yunting's grip was so strong that Qiao Shu's wrist became red and swollen.

She winced in pain.

This bastard!

Jiang Yunting saw Qiao Shu in pain, but he didn't feel any sympathy, instead he became even more angry.

He let go of his hand and said coldly, "Qiao Shu, I tell you, you can't escape. I, Jiang Yunting, will never let go of anything I like."

With that, he turned around and strode away.

Qiao Shu was so angry that he was shaking all over.

"Jiang Yunting, you despicable villain, I hate you to death!"

Jiang Yunting paused slightly, and when he turned around, he saw Qiao Shu with red eyes.

There were tears in her eyes and her eye circles were red.

She just stood there, looking at him angrily.

Jiang Yunting suddenly felt as if a needle was pricking his heart.

His steps went forward uncontrollably.

He squatted in front of Qiao Shu.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from her eyes: "Shushu, don't cry."

Qiao Shu turned his face away, and the tears in his eyes fell uncontrollably.

Jiang Yunting gently wiped her tears.

There was a gentle light in his eyes, as warm as jade, which made people's hearts beat faster.

"I didn't bully you." He said softly.

Jiang Yunting wiped Qiao Shu's tears and spoke in a gentle voice.

The tone of his voice was as melodious as a cello, with a bewitching magnetism.

"I know you didn't bully me." Qiao Shu said.

Jiang Yunting was stunned.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

He raised his hand, and gently stroked Qiao Shu's cheek with his slender white fingers, his tone gentle and doting: "So why are you crying so sadly, little princess of our Qiao family? Don't cry, if you keep crying, my heart will be broken."