Tang Feng walked out and said, "Your Xiaoyuan's hurt, go take a look."
Fo Lanying's eyes widened at once. "How did he get hurt? Who ambushed you?"
"No one. Go ask him yourself." The corner of Tang Feng's mouth quirked up; he was clearly snickering.
Bai Ruozhu looked suspicious, tugged on Jiang Yichun's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "What exactly happened to Yuan Licheng?"
Jiang Yichun's face went a bit colder. "We'll talk back in the room."
"Oh, okay." Why did she have a vague bad feeling about this?
Once they were back in the Room and Bai Ruozhu was about to press him, Jiang Yichun suddenly scooped her up sideways, laid her on the bed, then leaned down over her and sealed her lips in a hard kiss.
"Mmph…" It was a long time before Bai Ruozhu could get a breath in. She pushed at him and said, "Quit fooling around, you said everyone's having a meeting."
Jiang Yichun smiled and straightened up. "I'll let you off this time."
