you're saying that you and she met at the Eastern Imperial Palace"Hearing that Xiao Heng already knew that Jian Tong worked at Dong Huang, Lu Chen let out a sigh of relief. Since Xiao Heng already kne..."What have you done" Jian Tong pressed through her anger, her gaze sweeping across the mess on the floor. Obviously, she was asking about this disaster, and whether the person opposite her had anything to do with it.

"I'm sorry."

That person whispered an apology, their eyes filled with remorse.

Ke Jian's expression shifted, almost a chuckle escaping his lips. Looking at the person behind the sink, he remembered how arrogant they used to be, never admitting fault easily. Now, it seemed, errors were being confessed with remarkable speed.

But this obedience, in Jian Tong's eyes, became something else entirely—a kind of anger bubbling up from the depths of his soul. It wasn't just anger; it was a deep, unspoken, and simmering rage.

Of course, she herself didn't realize that her anger at this moment wasn't just directed at the mess he had made in her home.

She glared at him with cold eyes, said nothing and pulled out her phone from her backpack with a tense face.

"It's me, Bai Yu Xing. When are you getting here" she asked the person on the other end of the phone, her voice calm. Suddenly, a dark figure crashed into her from the side. Her phone slipped from her hand and landed with a clatter on the ground. The anger that had been simmering inside her flared up even hotter. She glared at the figure and shouted:

"Shen Xiujin! What are you doing!"

At this moment, she found it difficult to treat him as an eight-year-old child.

Anger had temporarily robbed her of reason, she just wanted to vent all the anger in her heart onto the culprit!

That person’s voice, laced with anger, rang out directly questioning her: "Older sister, why did you call Uncle YuXing!"

Jian Tong looked up and met those clear eyes. He was startled by the anger and a hint of despair in their depths: "You..."

The man's eyes immediately reddened, as if he were the one who had done wrong, not her.

"Why are you calling Uncle Yu Xing"

He relentlessly pressed her with his questioning.

Jian Tong pinched her palms, and she was surprised to find that she couldn't answer his question completely at this moment, especially under those clean and innocent eyes, a hint of sadness stared at her.

"You should have gone with Bai Yu to where you needed to be." She abruptly turned her head away, refusing to look at him. Her palm was clenched tightly, unable to relax.

For quite a while, there was no sound.

That person didn't speak.

Jian Tong looked over in suspicion, just as the person feigned a look of helplessness and victimhood:

"From now on, I won't make Big Sister angry. Big Sister, please don't drive me away," the small voice whimpered, laced with a plea. She could almost hear the unease in that person's words, "Okay" That person asked in a hushed tone.

How is it

That softly, so carefully... She bit her teeth hard.

I almost did it, I almost softened my heart again.

Glared fiercely... It's a tragedy!

She gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly.

"Shen Xiujin, you should return to your own life track, where I shouldn't exist." She didn't even think about whether the eight-year-old boy with a child's mind could understand or feel the determination in her words.

And at this moment, her behavior was more like bullying a mentally disabled patient.

But, Jian Tong lowered her eyes, repeating to herself over and over in her heart: Don't be soft-hearted, don't be soft-hearted!

The jackals and tigers only took a nap; they will eventually wake up.

"Axiu will never do it again..." the person said softly, trying to please:

"Big sister will get hungry, Ah Xiu wants to bring lunch for big sister. But Ah Xiu is stupid..."

Bang!

Her heart felt like a sharp blade, piercing straight through her chest. This man... She scanned the debris littering the floor... was he just here to bring her lunch

No, no, can't be soft-hearted, shouldn't be soft-hearted.

Be kind to everyone, but not him.

Tick-tock—

In the stillness, one by one strange sounds arose, like water droplets hitting the ground, sounding incredibly eerie in the living room.

But she was certain that she had turned off the tap.

That voice seemed to come from —

She suddenly looked at the person beside her.

"You're hiding something behind your back!" Her eyes were like daggers, fixed on him. That's when she noticed he had been keeping his hands behind his back the whole time.

"No."

"Reach out your hand."

She took a step forward, and the man immediately retreated hastily several steps backward, avoiding her touch.

He retreated, and the ground where he had stood was a pool of blood, so vivid it pained her eyes.

She suddenly raised her foot and walked closer to the man, "Put your hand out, let me see it."

That man retreated hastily as if fleeing from a raging flood or ferocious beast.

The ground was wet with water. In her haste, she desperately wanted to see the hands he was hiding behind, but she forgot that she was lame. She rushed forward, and he dodged just as quickly. Jian Tong lost her balance, slipping on the wet ground, "Ah—"

The expected pain didn't come. A strong arm on her waist tightly hugged her: “Big sister, it’s alright, alright. With Ashu here, don’t be afraid.”

At that moment, as she looked up, she only saw worry and shock in the depths of his eyes. It seemed like he was the one who had fallen rather than herself.

She remembered something, and before she could steady herself, she quickly grabbed his hand at his waist... All she saw was a sea of red.

Just that one glance, she saw the cuts on his palm and fingers. Jian Tong's face darkened: "Stand still." She commanded in a low voice, with a hint of anger she herself hadn't noticed.

She lifted her foot and hurried toward the corner of the living room.

Yet he sensed something was amiss. He turned his head, and a figure was following him closely behind. "I told you to stand still! Why are you moving around"

"Landslide..."

Jian Tong's cold expression faltered, her eyes flickered slightly, and then she tightened her face again, snarling:

"You've turned the house into a complete mess, creating a mountain of problems. What else do you want to stir up" It was dripping with sarcasm.

That person immediately uneasily compromised and said, "Ashu doesn't move, Ashu stands here."

Jian Tong walked to the cabinet in the corner of the living room and rummaged through it until she found the first aid kit. She returned and sat down on the sofa, then coldly addressed the man who stood there frozen in place, not daring to move:

"What are you doing just standing there"

That person's face immediately went blank, then he mumbled sheepishly: "Big sister said so, she wouldn't let Ashu move around."

Jian Tong's face, which was full of coldness, was taken aback for a moment. That face was hard to hold on any longer, so she said angrily:

"Come here," the person said, approaching her nervously as if he had done something wrong. She then pointed to the sofa beside her: "Sit there."

Having received a pardon, the person immediately joyfully ran to her side and obediently sat down.

"Extend your hand."

As she spoke, she swiftly and deftly opened the first-aid kit.

That person was also obedient, wiping with cotton and disinfecting with disinfectant water. They wrapped it in white gauze and kept their hand outstretched, allowing her to finish everything.

"How did you do that" After she finished, she closed the first aid kit and began to inquire about his hand injury.

“I broke the bowl and want to pick it up…” The man looked at her hopefully.

Jian Tong sighed in her heart: “Then he cut his hand”

"Hmm," he nodded cautiously.

"Why are you hiding it from me"

She asked again.

"The older sister would think that Ashu is clumsy."

Jian Tong was taken aback. Being stared at by such innocent eyes, it was because of such a ridiculous reason.

But this time, she couldn't laugh. The anger gradually dissipated.take the blows for me"She always wanted to ask, but she didn't... Her eyes flickered slightly."That hurts, doesn't it Achoo isn't the most afraid of pain, is he"She spoke softly, with a gentle and pe...