Yan Yeyi, who had slowly calmed down, was aroused by Yan Tengyi's unfeeling scolding.
I restrained his arms with both hands, and I could clearly feel that the resentment was about to explode. Yan Ye gasped with trembling breaths, and was slightly choked.
His amber pupils seemed to see no one, only a trace of reason and painful struggle
"Yan Yeyi..."
I endured my pain and tried to wake up the irrational Yan Yeyi, but his impulsive urge to explode became more and more obvious, as if no one could stop his anger.
"Say it again." Yan Yeyi looked directly at Yan Tengyi dangerously, as if the explosive conflict was about to explode in the next second.
"Ye, you forgot what you said." Hitomi Geyu shouted coldly at Yan Ye and held him tightly.
"Beast, if I don't beat you to death today, I, Yan Tengyi, can't stand up to my ancestors."
While Yan Tengyi was speaking, he had already pulled out a long whip like a horse training whip and waved it without hesitation.
"lie--"
There was a sharp sound, and the ruthless whip fell hard on Yan Yeyi's shoulder.
That expensive palace dress almost had a deep mark on it
At this moment, no one spoke anymore, and there was a terrible smell spreading in the air
Yan Yeyi's cold face showed no expression, as if this vicious whipping was for someone else.
In front of so many people, a silent tear fell from the corner of his dejected eyes.
The calm face was quietly sad. He slowly lowered his eyes and closed them for a few seconds, as if he had made some important decision.
Then, under everyone's attention, he turned around dejectedly and walked straight out of the door.
"Qingqing, go and look at him, don't let anything happen to him." Chi Wei glanced at Yan Yeyi's resolute back worriedly, and then pushed me out anxiously
"I...I...see you then." Seeing Chi Wei's uneasiness, I hesitated for a moment, then trotted to follow Yan Yeyi.
Really, it’s none of my business, why should I follow him? What if he slows down and accidentally breaks out his anger and vents his heart on me frantically?
I followed Yan Yeyi unhappily and snorted impatiently. This guy is really worrying.
"Don't follow me." After I snorted, Yan Ye stopped and coldly threw it at me.
"Who is willing to follow you?" I said that he should calm down by himself and didn't like others to disturb me. I rolled my eyes at him, gritted my teeth, turned around and walked back.