“My second brother can be with whomever he wants. Even if he's with Sister Yunsheng, why can't you allow it?”

Ning Qiluo had no idea what Sheng Changxiu was thinking.

Originally, everything was directed at her, but suddenly, for no apparent reason, her second brother and Sister Yunsheng were also dragged into it.

What's going on here?

"I told you to stop it, so you have to stop it. Why are you asking so many questions!" Sheng Changxiu's eyes turned cold. "Ning Qiluo, if you don't do as I say, I won't let you get away with this."

"You were so sure of yourself when you said that, Sheng Changxiu. You've never given me a good time, so why are you bossing me around?"

"I'm the one who's been crippled for life because of you."

Ning Qiluo didn't say anything. This time, she really left decisively, not lingering here for even a second longer.

...

It was close to midnight when I left Sheng Changxiu's place.

As soon as Ning Qiluo got downstairs, she saw the car parked in the distance. She walked towards the car, and as she got closer, the car door opened and someone got out.

Ning Qiluo took two steps in one and hugged the person who got out of the car tightly.

He held her tightly in his arms, and the sense of security he gave Ning Qiluo a feeling of contentment. She buried her face in his chest and said, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"She's making things difficult for you again?"

Jiang Yingchi's cool voice came from above.

Ning Qiluo remained silent for a while before saying, "It's not that I'm making things difficult. Get in the car. I have something to tell you."

We got into the car.

The car drove towards Green Valley Cloud Creek.

Before Jiang Yingchi could question her, Ning Qiluo confessed honestly, "I left with Sheng Changxiu. I didn't want you to pick me up because I didn't know when I would be back. You came here because you found out where I was, right? How long did you wait for me downstairs?"

Jiang Yingchi didn't answer, but asked instead, "Are you upset that I didn't come up?"

"No."

Ning Qilu shook her head.

"You should know about my feud with Sheng Changxiu, but you probably don't know the specifics. Your not coming up is the greatest respect you can show me. Thank you, Jiang Yingchi."

Jiang Yingchi knew her too well, so he didn't go up and take her away directly.

"Is she pressuring you again?"

Jiang Yingchi understood from Ning Qiluo's expression that this wasn't a question, but a statement of certainty.

Ning Qiluo looked at him: "Do you want to know the details of my feud with Sheng Changxiu?"

"Will you be sad?"

So, even if you tell it yourself, you'll still feel sad...?

If so, he didn't want to see her sad.

“A little bit.” She was telling the truth.

Jiang Yingchi decisively refused: "Then don't say it."

He didn't know the specifics of what happened back then. He wasn't there, and he only learned about it later. He only knew that she had a difficult few years and lived with guilt.

My mental state was also severely tormented.

Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Qi handled the situation quickly, sending her away shortly after the incident. She didn't return to Xinjili for a long time, trying to heal her psychological trauma. It was also because of this incident that she spent a long time in Manchester that year, and that's how she and he met.

Seeing that Jiang Yingchi seemed unwilling to understand or listen, Ning Qiluo chuckled.

Jiang Yingchi glanced at her sideways.

That cool gaze seemed to ask: What are you laughing at?

Ning Qiluo avoided his gaze, bit her lower lip, and looked conflicted.

Jiang Yingchi knew exactly what she was struggling with, so he reached out and pulled her close, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Don't think about this now, I'm taking you home."