The sky was getting close to twilight as Jiang Yunshen lay paralyzed on the snow, panting so hard that he couldn't speak. His eyes were wide open, looking rather aggrieved.
Lin Qingqian was also exhausted from running. She panted heavily and sat on the snow without caring about her image.
Lu Qinshang fanned the flames at the side. "Lin Qingqian, don't stop. Continue to torture him. I'll give you an additional investment sum…"
Jiang Yanshen kicked him lightly. "Don't lead Qianqian astray."
Saying that, he reached out and pulled Lin Qingqian up from the snow. "Don't sit on the snow, you'll catch a cold easily."
Jiang Yunshen, who was lying on the snow beside him, was speechless.
Please recognize how traumatized I am. Thank you.
Lin Qingqian took a long breath and her voice regained its calmness. "Thank you, I'm fine."
Jiang Yanshen nodded and looked at his brother lying on the snow. He said in a completely different tone, "Get up."
