Qin Ge was flattered at that time; he had never expected Jiang Xibai to be so gentle and kind.
Having experienced so much hardship and darkness since childhood, even the smallest act of kindness is incredibly precious and something to be cherished.
The original owner, a naive and soft-hearted girl, thought sadly, "Young Master Jiang is so kind. No wonder his parents and brother all like him. There shouldn't be anyone who doesn't like Young Master Jiang."
He was completely flustered by Jiang Xibai's gentle and beautiful demeanor, like a complete ugly duckling, so nervous that he stammered and waved his hands, saying, "Young Master Jiang, I... I didn't mean to blame you..."
"That's good, it makes me feel much more at ease. Since we agreed to return everything we owe you, let's start with the room."
Jiang Xibai smiled and offered to give him his room. How could the original owner possibly refuse?
How could anyone possibly understand the condescending pity and condescension that lay beneath Jiang Xibai's outward kindness?
"No, no need. Mom said she prepared a room for me..."
"Yes, it is. This room originally belonged to you."
Jiang Xibai gave up the room he had lived in for many years, and the original owner, unable to refuse, moved in with trepidation.
That night, Qin Ge was suddenly dragged out of bed. Jiang Ye pulled him out of the room and sneered violently, "This is Xi Xi's room. Do you think you're worthy of living here?"
The original owner wanted to explain that Jiang Xibai had asked him to stay here...
However, when he opened his mouth, he became nervous and began to stutter, causing Jiang Ye, who already disliked his biological younger brother, to frown in disgust and sneer, "So you're a stutterer, how disgusting! How could someone like that be my brother, Jiang Ye's brother! You're not even as good as Xi Xi's toe!"
Qin Ge's face turned deathly pale.
His elder brother, Jiang Ting, watched coldly throughout, showing no intention of intervening and allowing Jiang Ye to humiliate the original owner.
When things were almost over, he looked up at his watch and said, "Alright, Aye, we should go to the hospital to see Xixi."
Jiang Xibai has always been delicate and frail. She probably couldn't adapt to staying in a different room, and that night she developed a high fever and was hospitalized.
That's why Jiang Ye was so angry, and Jiang Ting was so cold.
The original owner felt extremely guilty. He lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know..."
However, because of Jiang Xibai's illness and hospitalization, even Jiang's parents were cold towards him. Their gazes towards the original owner no longer held any sense of guilt or remorse, but rather disappointment and blame—the attitude of a superior towards a subordinate.
“Xiao Ge, haven’t I told you that although Xi Xi isn’t our biological son, we’ve always considered him our own flesh and blood? He’s not in good health, so you should be more considerate of him. How could you take his room?”
He was speechless and unable to defend himself.
It was really cold in the hospital corridor late at night, with a draft blowing through.
A chill ran from my body to my heart.
Many similar incidents have occurred.
Each time, Jiang Xibai, with his pure and kind face, forced the original owner into such an embarrassing situation.
Later, he gradually realized that perhaps Jiang Xibai was not as harmless as he had imagined; it was just that no one believed him.
This time is no different.
Jiang Xibai's studio was broken into by someone, and his painting, which he had painstakingly worked on for half a month, was splashed with paint and destroyed.
Originally, it was unclear who did it.
However, with just a few words from Jiang Xibai, the entire Jiang family began to suspect the original owner of the body!
Looking at the ruined painting, Jiang Xibai bit his lip and said sadly, "Never mind, I'll just paint another one. Big brother, second brother, please don't investigate who did it. I believe... he didn't do it on purpose."
Although the identity of "he" is not explicitly stated, the implication is very clear.
The entire Jiang family dotes on Jiang Xibai, and no one would be so heartless as to destroy his painting. The only person who could possibly tamper with it and has the motive is 'Qin Ge'!
The original owner was slandered once again, and when he tried to explain, no one believed him.
The eldest brother, Jiang Ting, coldly told him to apologize to Jiang Xibai.
Why should he admit to something he didn't do?
The original owner ran away and then encountered that playboy in the bar.
That playboy is the second generation of the Jiang family in the capital. His family is quite powerful, and he is also one of the objects of Jiang Xibai's admiration. He heard that the real young master of the wealthy family that the Jiang family found liked to bully Jiang Xibai. Jiang Xibai's situation in the Jiang family was awkward, and he had long wanted to take revenge on 'Qin Ge'. Now that he had the opportunity, he was sure to make 'Qin Ge' suffer.
Unexpectedly, Qin Ge arrived. The playboy, instead of venting his anger for his beloved, ended up being taught a lesson by Qin Ge.
Jiang Ye... was no exception.
A cold smile appeared on the boy's lips. Before Jiang Ye could grab his collar, the boy grabbed Jiang Ye's wrist and blocked his attack.
Jiang Ye raised an eyebrow in surprise. The timid and cowardly boy had never dared to speak loudly in front of him. Jiang Ye could do whatever he wanted to him, and he never thought that the other party would dare to fight back one day. Jiang Ye felt that he had been provoked, and his anger rose even higher. "Fine, now you dare to fight back!"
Today he's determined to give this bastard a good beating and teach him a lesson!
Jiang Ye thought to himself.
Qin Ge had a cold face.
This is just the beginning.
The next second, a chilling 'crack' sound, like bones breaking, rang out.
Jiang Ye's face instantly turned deathly pale, his wrist and palm forming an unnatural arc, his face filled with pain, shock, and disbelief.
Qin Ge actually broke his hand!
How could he...?
How dare he?!
Jiang Ye looked at Qin Ge with a gaze filled with shock and hatred. The latter's gaze was distant, his expression as calm as ice and snow, as if a high and mighty god looked down at an ant. There was not a trace of panic or regret, as if the person who had broken his hand with a cold and resolute expression just a moment ago was not him at all...
Jiang Ye was both shocked and pained.
He was unwilling to show weakness in front of others, especially in front of Qin Ge, whom he had always looked down upon. So he had forced himself not to cry out, but when he finally spoke, he inevitably let out a few sounds of suppressed pain, his tone malicious: "You bastard, have you lost your mind? How dare you lay a hand on me!"
Qin Ge glanced at him lightly, slowly straightened her collar (which Jiang Ye hadn't touched), and said leisurely, "I don't like people casually touching me."
The last person who dared to offend him like that is still lying dead in the bar.
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