In the next room, Wu Yue stood in front of the sofa, looking down at Cheng Pingxi, whose face was covered with bruises and welts, feeling both helpless and annoyed.
"Do you think you have too much life? Why did you fight with Yan Chiyu?" That guy's strength is unfathomable. Even if my brother can live to be 200, can he afford to waste his life like this?
If Yan Chiyu really gets angry, he won't just have minor scratches on his face and body.
Moreover, his older brother is a public figure and a popular and talented young actor.
Cheng Pingxi clearly showed no remorse; he felt he hadn't done anything wrong.
"While I was out buying coffee to perk myself up, that guy actually took advantage of me and held you in his arms while you were asleep. Do you think I would just stand by and do nothing?"
The older brother looked up, his deep, cold eyes gleaming with anger. "You're still young, you don't know how treacherous society can be. That's the behavior of a scumbag."
Cuihua lay on the table, listening while inwardly grumbling: "Master's stinky brother, my Master Yan is not a scumbag at all! He never gets close to girls, Master is the first, okay? You, you, you, you, don't make things up, spread rumors, and smear my Master, okay?"
Wu Yue was so tired last night that she was still a bit groggy. Besides, she was already home when she woke up, so she couldn't remember whether she had leaned against Yan Chiyu's arms last night.
No wonder I vaguely smelled Yan Chiyu's scent on me after waking up; it was faint yet very pleasant.
"Yan Chiyu doesn't seem like the type to take advantage of girls..." With Yan Chiyu's looks and academic excellence, countless girls would want to get close to him. But he always treats everyone with polite distance and doesn't get close to others much.
Cheng Pingxi glared at Wu Yue and said earnestly, "Look at you, you just lack experience. That guy clearly likes you a little. Can't you see it? Your brother has sharp eyes. Every time that guy looks at you—"
Speaking of this, Cheng Pingxi recalled what happened in Songcheng, "The day I met Sun Yingning, that very day, the way he looked at you was clearly doting!"
"Ah no." Wu Yue shook her head. "Brother, you don't know that Yan Chiyu is like that. His eyes are so beautiful that whenever he looks at someone very seriously, it creates that illusion of deep affection. Sigh, it's all an illusion, don't take it seriously."
"..."
Bullshit! You have no idea how coldly he looks at other people.
never mind.
Cheng Pingxi didn't want to say anything more; his younger sister was clearly protecting that guy.
He snorted and changed the subject: "We've already fought, so let's not talk about it anymore. I'll adjust and postpone my work for the next few days and rest at home. Otherwise, I won't be able to go out with this injury, and I won't be able to appear on camera. Even concealer can't cover it up."
“I’ll rest at home for a week. I’ll go with you whenever you go out. Sister, the capital is dangerous everywhere. I want to protect you.”
Cheng Pingxi spoke very seriously, and his eyes didn't seem to be joking.
Agreeing was out of the question; she was going to bomb the top of Penglai Mountain this weekend, how could she possibly let Cheng Pingxi come along?
Just then, Yan Chiyu called. Wu Yue glanced at her adoptive brother, took a deep breath, and answered the phone, "Hello?"
"What happened in the early hours of the morning was impulsive of me. I asked Tiezhu to get a box of ointment to heal wounds. Has Tiezhu arrived yet?"
As soon as Yan Chiyu finished speaking, the girl heard a sweet knocking on the window.
Looking in the direction of the sound, Tie Zhu appeared right outside Wu Yue's window, holding a small, antique hexagonal box in his arms, with a blank expression.
“It’s here…” she paused, then added, “Thank you.”
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