Qin Zheng's expression was grim, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "You mean to say that someone instigated Lin Jiao to attack you?"
Gu Jin also looked at her in surprise.
Ye Yun nodded and said truthfully, "When Lin Jiao appeared, I didn't know her identity. I thought Yang Qinglin had sent her because Liu Wan secretly told me that Yang Qinglin had prepared a big gift for me in desperation."
"..."
Qin Zheng didn't speak again. His eyes were filled with hostility as he stared intently at the ground. His fists were clenched so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands were bulging with blood. He exuded an extremely gloomy aura.
His aura of violence was too intense. Ye Yun gently grasped his tightly clenched hands. "Qin Zheng?"
The moment Qin Zheng heard Ye Yun's gentle voice, his clenched fist loosened, but he quickly stood up and said in a deep voice, "You get some rest, I'm going out for a bit. Gu Jin, take good care of Ye Yun."
Gu Jin was taken aback. "Huh?"
"Qin Zheng, you're not allowed to go." Ye Yun knew what he was thinking and said with a stern face.
Qin Zheng stopped walking out, but didn't turn around. His fists, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly, but he still coaxed her patiently, "Wife, be good."
Judging from his voice, he was clearly saying it through gritted teeth.
Ye Yun stood up, grabbed his hand, and said in a serious tone, staring at him, "What are you going to do? Go and beat up Yang Qinglin? Will that solve the problem?"
Qin Zheng: "..."
Gu Jin grunted, rested her chin on her hand, and said innocently, "Fighting doesn't solve problems, but it does let you vent your anger!"
Ye Yun: "..."
Damn it, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!
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