Ye Liangyan quickly lowered her head and turned to the side.
Even though she had let her hair down to cover her face on the way back, the clearly swollen handprints on her cheeks were still visible.
Taking advantage of the moment Ye Xiaoyi was dazed, Ye Liangyan withdrew her arm and turned to leave through the door.
Behind her—
Ye Xiaoyi opened his mouth, but the word "Sister" never managed to escape his lips.
He could only stare blankly at the fading figure.
After what felt like an eternity, he turned back around.
Just at that moment, Ye Xinjia and Tang Zhenghao came back from the backyard, walking arm in arm, talking and laughing intimately.
Ye Xiaoyi did not pay much attention at first, but when he involuntarily glanced over, he noticed that Tang Zhenghao's half of the face was slightly swollen.
His heart immediately thought of the handprint on Ye Liangyan's face.
