Ha~~~~Xia Yichun, isn't this what you want? You have already got your wish, why do you feel your heart hurts so much?

Xia Yichun looked at the wound and sneered at herself: "What a hypocritical and selfish girl."

Just as she was looking at her hands in trance, a pair of slender and beautiful hands appeared in front of her eyes, shining softly under the moonlight.

Xia Yichun raised her head in confusion and saw Jin Xuanze's handsome face. He was still looking at her gently as always.

"Xiao Chun, give me your hand. I'll help you up. The runway is very dirty. I'll take you to the infirmary." Jin Xuanze looked at her softly, with only her in his eyes, as if his heart was only open for her.

The same.

Xia Yichun couldn't help but blush, and stretched out her uninjured hand.

"Thank you, Senior Ze." Xia Yichun had a lot to say to him, but those words had reached her throat but she couldn't say them out. In the end, she could only turn them into this sentence to summarize everything.

"Xiao Chun, there is no need to say thank you. As long as you have a little bit of my place in your heart, that's enough." Jin Xuanze looked at her deeply and said.

Only then did Xia Yichun realize that their hands were still holding each other. She blushed and hurriedly broke away. Because her knee was injured, she had no support and her legs were weak and she was about to fall to the ground again.

"Xiao Chun, be careful!"

Jin Xuanze quickly supported her falling body with quick eyes and hands.

"It's okay, Senior Ze, I'm really fine. I can walk by myself, really." Xia Yichun said hurriedly.

"My knees are bleeding, but I said it's okay. Xiaochun, I'll carry you to the infirmary. Don't resist." Jin Xuanze's voice was gentle but firm. Looking at her knees and injured palms, his eyes were filled with distress.

Xia Yichun knew that nothing she could do would help, so she could only hold her obediently and let him pick her up.

The thick darkness of night hid their figures.

Chino Nozomi leaned against the marble wall, watching their figures disappear. His deep eyes could not tell the difference between joy and sorrow. He pursed his lips tightly, and his big hands gradually clenched into fists.

Xia Yichun, you are really hypocritical. It seems that your trick of killing people is very effective for that man.

"Ha..." He glanced coldly at the obvious blood stains on the runway, and raised the corners of his mouth with a sarcastic arc.

"Master Xi, you, why are you down here?" Jiang Hanqing ran down from the rooftop, and her breath froze when she saw Qian Yexi's eyes shining with bloodthirsty light.

Qian Yexi didn't even look at her, half-closed her eyes, exuding a lazy and fatal temptation, but very cold: "Go away——"

"Master Xi, I..." Jiang Hanqing shrank her neck and did not respond.

"Do you want money?" Chino Nozomi closed her eyes and casually took out dozens of hundred-dollar bills from her wallet, falling to the ground.

"Okay, Mr. Xi, I'll go, I'll go, I'll just pick up the money and leave." She was not a fool, and she wouldn't understand when she saw money.

Chino Nozomi looked at the banknotes on the ground with disdain and walked away stepping on them.

"Woman, if I didn't ask you to come here, you are not allowed to come here."

"Okay, Mr. Xi."
Chapter completed!