Fu Qingshi felt so uncomfortable that his internal organs clenched together, "If you don't like me, why are you so nice to me?"
"Finished?"
A deep male voice struck the corridor and reached the ears of the two of them.
Jiang Hexun turned his head.
Yan Louchuan folded his arms and lazily leaned against the wall, looking over with a hint of coldness in his peach blossom eyes.
Fu Qingshi reacted, "Is it you?"
"Xunxun?"
Yan Louchuan ignored him and said to Jiang Hexun, "Come here, it's time to go back."
Jiang Hexun was a little worried about the look in his eyes and hesitated for a moment.
This hesitation made Yan Louchuan laugh. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Can't you come?"
He straightened up, walked over, and came to her side.
Jiang Hexun raised his eyes and was about to tell him to leave now when the man beside him suddenly raised his long leg and kicked Fu Qingshi hard.
She was startled and took the man's hand to stop her, "Yan Louchuan!"
But it was too late. Fu Qingshi, who was unprepared, staggered a few times, his knees softened, and he knelt on the ground.
Yan Louchuan looked at Jiang Hexun with lowered eyes and sneered, "Don't make me look like I'm beating a mandarin duck."
Jiang Hexun could hear the displeasure in his voice, and didn't know why he suddenly lost his temper.
She said: "Let's go."
"You go to the car and wait for me, I have something else to do."
After saying that, Yan Louchuan glanced at Assistant Zhang.
Assistant Zhang came over immediately, "Miss Jiang."
Jiang Hexun glanced at the boy who was still kneeling on the ground and couldn't get up, "You're not going to hit him, are you?"
"Are you feeling distressed?"
Yan Louchuan smiled and teased her hanging hair with his fingertips.
His fingertips were a little cold, and he accidentally touched Jiang Hexun's cheek, making her flinch.
Yan Louchuan narrowed his eyes and said: "I never bully the small with the big, and I won't do anything to him."
Jiang Hexun was not worried about what would happen to Fu Qingshi, but he was just wondering why the old man was so angry?
"Then I'll wait for you in the car."
She turned around and left with Zhang Tezhu.
"Xunxun!"
Fu Qingshi suddenly called her.
Jiang Hexun stopped.
He thought she would at least look back.
In the end, she only paused for a few seconds and then walked away.
Fu Qingshi stood there alone, watching her retreating back.
He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He only felt that his chest seemed to be cracked one after another, and the cold water seeped into it, and slowly turned into ice, which made him feel painful and suffocated.
Yan Louchuan knelt down and stared at him with deep eyes, "You are really evil-minded, so I kicked you to give you an advantage."
Fu Qingshi's knees hurt so much that he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Yanlou Chuanzai looked at the young man's face carefully, his expression grave.
He suddenly gave a short sneer, "She does look a lot like him."
Fu Qingshi suddenly raised his head and looked at him, "What do you mean?"
Yan Louchuan did not answer his words, but stood up slowly, his cold voice using a consistent commanding tone.
"Stay away from her from now on, she is not something you can like."
After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the elevator.
Fu Qingshi looked at the man's retreating back without saying a word, his eyes red.
He was in a daze as if he had been hit hard. It was obvious that only his knees were kicked, but the pain was all over his body.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up at all. He put his hands on the ground and gasped for air. His vision was blurry.
Fu Qingshi abandoned himself and lay on the ground. After a long time, several painful sounds of compassion escaped from his throat.
A man doesn't shed tears easily.
But he couldn't help it.
Warm tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes. He raised his hands and covered his eyes, and a very low sob escaped from his throat.