"Did he hit you?" Cheng Yanzhi guessed immediately.
Xia Yunsheng looked at Cheng Yanzhi, recalling how he had already hit Mo Sichen, and nodded.
Cheng Yanzhi's eyes turned cold, "He actually dared to hit you!"
"Anyway, you've already returned the favor, so it's even," Xia Yunsheng said. "Actually, it's for the best; he won't come looking for me again. You shouldn't go looking for trouble with him anymore."
Cheng Yanzhi gazed at Xia Yunsheng.
Xia Yunsheng said, "If Grandpa finds out, you'll get hit too. I don't want to see you get hurt."
Speaking of getting hit, Cheng Yanzhi said, "I'm not afraid."
"But I am!" Xia Yunsheng pressed herself against his chest. "I want you to be okay, Yanzhi. Seeing you injured feels like I'm hurt myself."
"Sheng..." Cheng Yanzhi looked at Xia Yunsheng in his arms, recalling the words of Han Ningyan and Mo Sichen, refusing to believe she was the person they described.
