When she was young, her second brother forced her to learn Taekwondo for a while. It was really painful, and she refused to continue by acting spoiled and unreasonable. He had no choice but to switch to a gentler coach who taught her self-defense for a few years.
Though she was frightened just now, her body instinctively fought back, preventing her from being at a disadvantage.
The dress wasn't messed up, but Nan Jiaojiao didn't notice and Xu Tingting was about to take off her jacket. Nan Jiaojiao glimpsed the marks on her hand and the thin, long cuts made by fingernails.
"Keep it on; I'll take you to treat your injuries."
Nan Jiaojiao kicked aside the fragments at her feet, clearing a path, and led Xu Tingting out.
"Jiaojiao."
Xu Tingting tugged at her.
Nan Jiaojiao responded with an "Mm," and her gaze paused as she turned around.
She saw Xu Qingbo standing behind the curtains.
