"Why would your cousin marry him..." Tianxin was somewhat confused.
"As for the specific reason, I'm not entirely sure either." Chen Yiran shook his head, pondered for a moment, and then looked at Tianxin and asked: "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"No..." Tianxin hesitated for a moment, then extended her arm towards Chen Yiran, saying: "It's just that he grabbed my arm earlier, and it hurt quite a bit..."
"Next time you see him, stay away from him." Chen Yiran lowered his head, glanced at the red handprint left on Tianxin's fair arm, and felt a pang of heartache.
He stretched out his long hand, lightly stroked Tianxin's arm, and then gently asked: "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Tianxin obediently shook her head. Despite some lingering questions about Jiang Nan and his wife, she decided it was better not to pry into matters that didn't concern her.
