Nan Zhiyun clenched her hands. Okay, she was still scared, but if she was scared, why did she always act like this? Was she trying to test his tolerance for her?

"Don't keep talking about this, or I'll kiss you, okay?" Yu Jingchen suppressed his emotions. He didn't want to lose his temper with Nan Zhiyun, nor did he want to get angry, for fear of scaring her.

Nan Zhiyun remained silent and made no other movements this time, which relieved Yu Jingchen, who thought he had temporarily calmed Nan Zhiyun down.

He was about to take the little girl's hand, but she wouldn't let go. Yu Jingchen was very patient and finally got Nan Zhiyun to release his hand. But... when he saw what was happening in front of him, Yu Jingchen's aura turned cold.

"Yun'er is hurting herself again? Hmm?" Yu Jingchen looked at Nan Zhiyun, whose hands were covered with marks from pinching herself, not just on the back of her hands...

Yu Jingchen lifted Nan Zhiyun's sleeve, revealing a small scratch mark on her arm and wrist.

Yu Jingchen's expression turned serious. He looked at Nan Zhiyun and asked, "What did I tell you last time? Hmm?" Yu Jingchen's tone carried a sense of authority.

Nan Zhiyun didn't react at all, but her hand started reaching out uncontrollably again. Yu Jingchen pulled her away: "Nan Zhiyun," he called her full name, thankfully his tone wasn't harsh, and the air in the room seemed to freeze.

Yu Jingchen forced Nan Zhiyun to look at him: "What did I tell you before? Didn't I tell you not to hurt yourself anymore? Did you scratch your hand yourself?"