Uncontrollable throbbing

Shi Ye covered his stomach, raised his head with great effort, pursed his bloodless lips, and was as weak as a leaf about to be blown off by the wind: "Jinjin, don't quarrel with Mr. Tang because of me."

This sentence, combined with his half-dead appearance, perfectly interprets the word "broken feeling".

A few big words suddenly emerged in Tang Jin's mind - protect him.

She moved her feet, and protected Shi Ye behind her like a hen protecting her chicks, staring at Tang Zhao with a fierce look.

Tang Zhao: “…”

He pulled the corners of his lips, glanced at Shi Ye coldly, and raised his lips: "Hold him, he is about to break."

Unexpectedly, Tang Jin actually turned around and hugged Shi Ye.

Tang Zhao was so angry that he laughed.

He stretched out his long arm and pulled Tang Jin back, holding her by the scruff of the neck like a chick, "You two slept together, do you think I should hit him?"

Tang Jin blinked, looked up at Tang Zhao and said seriously: "Then you really wronged us. We only slept together, not together. Although I really wanted to sleep with him, uncle, you know that I was willing but unable to do so yesterday, and I was on a business trip some time ago."

Shi Ye: “…”

Tang Zhao: “…”

Tang Zhao pinched his brows helplessly. His niece really had no shame.

Obviously, Shi Ye was also shocked by Tang Jin's words. He coughed twice stiffly.

Now that he knew it was a misunderstanding, Tang Zhao's hostility towards Shi Ye was less. He let go of the hand that was holding Tang Jin's collar and stood up straight.

After Tang Jin regained her freedom, she immediately ran to Shi Ye's side and said with a distressed look on her face, "Does it hurt?"

Shiya nodded, "It hurts."

"Then let's go to the hospital."

After saying that, Tang Jin got up and was about to go out.

Shi Ye quickly stopped her and said, "No need to go to the hospital, I'm fine."

"It's just flesh wounds, no bones broken." Tang Zhao said.

"uncle."

Tang Jin turned and looked at him.

"Ah."

"Compensate."

Tang Zhao: “Hmm?”

Tang Jin looked at Tang Zhao confidently, and stretched out a white little hand with the palm facing up: "You beat my boyfriend, and now we need medical expenses, mental damage compensation, lost wages, nursing fees, transportation fees, hospital food expenses, follow-up treatment fees, and nutrition fees."

Tang Zhao nodded. He seemed to be in the wrong in this matter. He took out his cell phone and transferred some money neatly.

"That's not enough."

Tang Zhao looked at her in confusion.

Tang Jin blinked innocently, pointed at herself and said, "As his girlfriend, I have the obligation to take care of him, so you have to compensate me for lost wages, mental damages, transportation costs, nutrition costs, and accompanying fees for follow-up treatment."

She paused and continued, "But since you are my uncle, I won't ask you for the money. You just need to withdraw your request for me to go to work."

Tang Zhao: “…”

That was the original idea.

"Tang Jin, what happened yesterday was very dangerous. If you didn't arrive in time, the consequences would be disastrous. The entertainment industry is too chaotic. I don't want you to do something like this again. Your grandparents are old, and they can't bear this blow."

Tang Jin pursed her lips and said in silence for a few seconds: "Bad guys are not only in the entertainment industry, uncle, you know me, no matter what anyone says, it's useless for me to make up my mind, and I will protect myself. Besides, I still have you, my mother, and my grandfather. I am a martial artist, and this is just an accident." As she said that, she hugged Tang Zhao's arm and shook it left and right, looking at him pitifully with her big watery eyes: "Uncle, can you really bear to let your niece lose her career at such a young age? Can you really bear to break your niece's tender wings? Can you really bear to let your niece not pursue what she likes?"

Tang Zhao didn't say anything. He stared at her for a few seconds, but he couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled Tang Jin's claws away angrily: "Your grandparents are still waiting for you at home, hurry up."

Upon hearing this, Tang Jin knew that Tang Zhao had given up the idea of ​​letting her go to work. She turned around excitedly to look at Shi Ye, but saw a bruise on his fair face at a glance.

She restrained her smile and said, "Sorry, I forgot you were just beaten. I laughed too loudly."

Shi Ye: “…”

He pulled the corner of his lips, but it pulled the wound on his lips, and he couldn't help but gasp: "Hiss."

"Are you okay?"

Tang Zhao glanced at him, turned around without blushing or beating his heart, and walked out of Tang Jin's house.

Tang Jin didn't care. She ran to the refrigerator, took out an ice pack, and carefully began to apply it on Shi Ye's face.

The cool feeling neutralized the burning pain on his face, and Tokio's frown relaxed a little.

Noticing that Tang Jin's palms were red from the ice pack, he raised his hand and took the ice pack from her hand, "I can do it myself."

After saying that, he held Tang Jin's hand with his other hand and stroked it gently.

"My uncle is such a jerk. He beat people without knowing the truth of the matter. The medical expenses he asked for were too cheap for him."

Tang Jin paused and suddenly remembered the medical expenses. She didn't know how much she had paid.

She took Shi Ye's phone and opened Alipay.

Empty.

She frowned. Could it be that the money was directly transferred to the card?

She opened the text message again, but there was no record of any incoming payment.

Seeing her staring at her phone in confusion, Shi Ye asked, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't my uncle transfer money to you? Where's the money? Can WeChat transfer large amounts? Doesn't WeChat have a limit?"

As she spoke, Tang Jin opened WeChat.

Sure enough, there was a transfer waiting to be received.

She clicked on it with a grin, and the smile disappeared the next second.

Shi was also confused by Tang Jin's rapid change of expression. He leaned forward to take a look at the phone screen and finally understood why Tang Jin had that expression.

"You are such a miser! Tang Zhao! You are such a stingy person! You only gave me 200!"

Tang Zhao, who had already driven out of the community, sneezed and raised his hand to turn off the air conditioner in the car.

"Okay, don't be angry, don't be angry." Shi Ye hurriedly tried to calm her down.

"Why are you so angry when I'm not angry even though I got beaten up for no reason?"

"Why don't you fight back? Are you stupid? Just standing there and letting him hit you?" Tang Jin said after taking a sip of water.

"I'm not stupid, it's my fault for not protecting you."

Shi Ye put down the ice pack and carefully touched Tang Jin's cheek.

He was clearly by her side, but he still let her get hurt. Didn't he deserve to be beaten?

Tang Jin immediately understood what Shi Ye meant. Her eyes suddenly became sour and she threw herself into Shi Ye's arms. "It's none of your business. He had planned it long ago. Even if there were eight bodyguards following me, he would have a way."

(End of this chapter)