Yan Yao did not let go because of this, but looked at Fu Jingchuan with the same cold eyes: "In what capacity do you ask me to let go?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately looked at Fu Jingchuan, and they were all a little confused by the scene in front of them.
Especially Ling Zhendong.
This is not the first time he has made an appointment with Shiyang and Fu Jingchuan, but every time the two of them look unfamiliar, let alone normal communication, they don't even make eye contact, but the current situation... …
Confused eyes couldn't help but look at Fu Jingchuan's hand holding Shiyang tightly, and then slowly looked up at his cold and handsome face.
He didn't get angry or retreat at all because of Wan Yan Yao's questioning. He just looked at Yan Yao calmly: "In what capacity are you trying to stop me?"
Yan Yao was asked, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Shiyang.
Shi Yang pursed his lips slightly and looked at Yan Yao apologetically:
"Senior brother, thank you."
She thanked her softly and turned the arm held by him slightly, her intention to let him go was obvious.
Yan Yao looked at her with complicated eyes, but slowly let go of his hand.
"sorry."
Shiyang apologized to Yan Yao in a low voice, and then gently turned the arm held by Fu Jingchuan. She did not look at Fu Jingchuan, but said softly: "Mr. Fu, please let go."
Fu Jingchuan's lips suddenly tightened, his dark eyes looked at her closely, his Adam's apple rolled violently up and down, and instead of letting go as he was told, he held on tighter.
"let's talk."
he said, his voice calm.
Shiyang shook his head gently: "We have already talked about everything we should talk about. Don't keep repeating it."
Her voice was very soft, and she did not look at Fu Jingchuan. She also exerted a slight force on the wrist she was holding, trying to pull her hand out.
But I can't pump it.
Fu Jingchuan was extremely tough today, staring at her with his dark eyes and clenching his hands tightly.
Shiyang even felt a little pain.
No matter how slow Ling Zhendong was, he could still see that there was something going on between the two of them.
He glanced at Shiyang worriedly, and then at Fu Jingchuan's palm that was cut by the glass.
The blood was still gathering into a line drop by drop, dripping messily from the palm of the hand, looking a little dizzy.
Fu Jingchuan didn't seem to notice, his sharp black eyes still looking at Shiyang motionless, and he was in a stalemate with Shiyang.
Ling Zhendong was afraid that something might happen, so he hurriedly stepped forward and advised: "Take care of the wound first, and talk about it later if you have anything to say."
As he spoke, he turned to Ling Yugu: "Yigu, please accompany Mr. Fu to an outside clinic to get bandaged."
"OK."
Ling Yigu responded and stepped forward to persuade Fu Jingchuan to accompany him outside to treat the wound.
"Thanks, I'll take care of it."
He thanked him politely and did not look at Ling Yigugu. His dark eyes were still staring at Shiyang motionlessly, with no intention of giving in.
Ling Zhendong couldn't help but look at Shiyang and persuaded: "Yangyang, why don't you go and talk. Xiao Fu's skills..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance worriedly at Fu Jingchuan's bleeding palm.
Shiyang bit her lower lip and turned her head away, not looking at his injured hand.
"We are all adults and have the ability to take responsibility for our own actions."
she says.
The grabbed wrist tried harder to pull away, but still couldn't.
Fu Jingchuan looked at her cold and calm profile with complicated eyes.
He remembered that although Shiyang didn't like to be clingy to him in the past, even if there was a small scratch on her hand, she would be as nervous as if she were facing an enemy. She would never be as cold as now.
He never thought of using his injuries to win her pity. The broken cup was just an accident, an accident caused by losing control of his emotions.
But Shiyang's coldness still made him feel sad, but he didn't want to believe that she could be so cold. He held her wrist and turned it outwards, forcing her to look at him.
"Look at me."
Yan Yao subconsciously stepped forward to stop her: "You have no right to treat her like this."
Fu Jingchuan didn't even look at him: "Get out!"
[Sorry, I can only add so much tonight. I have been back to my hometown for a wedding these two days. I don’t know what happened to the laptop I brought with me. The typing cursor keeps jumping randomly and I can’t type smoothly. I can only do this for now and go home tomorrow night. , It is expected to return to normal on Monday at the latest 2 updates]
