After staring at Su Yue for a few seconds, Jiao Chen bent over and caressed the swollen area on her face, not saying a word.
His gaze was warm.
Su Yue blinked and smiled. "Where were you planning on taking me for dinner yesterday?"
"I'll take you there when you're better," Jiao Chen replied in a calm voice.
He retracted his hand, his fingers grazed her face. His fingers were cold to the touch, unlike the emotions in his eyes.
Su Yue froze and Jiao Chen retracted his arm.
Yan Rusheng didn't say a word. He knew how much the little lass had suffered just by her thin and beaten-up face.
After standing for a while, he said to Xuxu, "I'll be back."
Xuxu knew that he was going to find Ming Ansheng, so she nodded and agreed.
Yan Rusheng looked back at Su Yue with a deep gaze and turned away, walking out of the door.
