Without Jun Yucheng's presence, Ji Ran also felt that his life was a lot easier, and the inexplicable sense of oppression during this period was also significantly reduced.
Although her heart felt a little empty, she felt more at ease now that she was less involved with Jun Yucheng.
"Brother Ruize, left, be careful on the left..."
"Well done, brother Ruize, you are so cool!! Come from behind! Watch out from behind!!"
"Ouch, brother Ruize was hit in the face!"
Next to the Ring Road, on a construction site under construction, several teenagers were fighting.
Not far away from the boy, a boy who was only four or five years old seemed to be shouting and cheering. When he saw that the boy in front of him was punched hard in the face, he seemed to be unable to bear to watch.
As if, he covered his eyes with his two small hands.
Then he looked at the "combat situation ahead" through the narrow fingers.
Beside the construction site, on the empty road, a solemn and yet solemn stretched Bentley was slowly driving in this direction.
In the back seat of the car, the man's deep black eyes were slightly closed. There was no emotion on his calm face, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
Then, I saw his eyes raised slightly, looking out the window unconsciously. The next second, the already deep black pupils deepened again.
The next second, he said in a deep voice: "Stop the car."
The car stopped immediately, the window slowly rolled down, and the dark pupils became clearer.
Looking at the little thing that screamed and jumped on the construction site, his eyes flashed, and his eyebrows twisted slightly into a ball.
After locking eyes with the little guy for a long time, the car door opened in the next second.
Under the surprised gaze of the driver, he walked towards the construction site.
"Brother Ruize, come on, KO them! Brother Ruize...ah!! Who is it? Let me down! Let me down!!"
The young master suddenly felt that he was being picked up from behind. This hateful movement seemed familiar to him!
His small body was carried to the side, and his legs kept kicking up and down, trying to free himself from the hand that was reaching out.
"Hurry up and let me go!! I hate it!!"
Just as he kept cursing the person who came to him, the person behind him also lifted the restraint on him at the same time.
Put him on the long stone bench aside, and then stood in front of him again.
"It's you bad guy again, why are you always carrying my clothes?"
As soon as he saw it was Jun Yucheng, the dissatisfaction in the little guy's eyes became even more intense.
He knew that only this bad guy could do such a bad behavior.
His handsome face was slightly bulging, his hands were on his waist, and he looked at Jun Yucheng with strong dissatisfaction, with some condemnation in his eyes.
At this time, the big one and the small one stood face to face, looking at each other with different attitudes.
The little guy only reached Jun Yucheng's waist. Even if he was standing on the stone bench in front of him, he was still far behind him.
He looked up at the tall man in front of him with dissatisfied eyes, and the two looked at each other up and down.
Jun Yucheng's deep dark eyes looked down at the little one in front of him. The expression on his face was less sharp and alienated than before, and unknowingly became a little more childish.
The little guy's neck seemed to be a little tired from being stretched back. Seeing that he didn't speak, he suddenly withdrew his gaze, twisted his sore neck, and sat down on the bench.