"You don't need to worry about those demons from the Yun family, I'll help you," he said indifferently.
Even though his voice was calm, Yun Ya's heart suddenly began to beat wildly.
"Brother Yan... I can do it myself."
Yan Song's lips curled with a mocking smile, "Just like last night, when you ended up covered in bruises?"
Yun Ya was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered her head.
The girl looked so fragile and thin, Yan Song sighed, reached out, and gently ruffled her hair.
"Ji Yunya, have you forgotten what I said?"
Yun Ya looked up blankly.
The youth's dark eyes gazed deeply at her; she saw her own pale face reflected in them.
"In this world, no one is allowed to bully you."
Those words were probably the most heartwarming love talk, enough to make any girl's heart flutter.
"Except for me."
Yun Ya's lips curled up, it was indeed Brother Yan's usual style, though he meant well, he always played the big bad wolf.
"Okay."
