Chapter 33

She was afraid that Ji Hanjiang would dislike her, and she was even more afraid that he would harbor a grudge, because during those two days and nights, the person she thought of the most besides grandma was him.

She loves him so much that she is selfish and doesn't want to let go.

Forgive her for such a shameless concealment, but because of too much emotion, she has become more cautious and vigilant.

I don't want him to have a negative impression of her.

I am afraid that any man will not be able to accept that his girlfriend is treated lightly by other men.

Sitting opposite her, Ji Hanjiang quietly watched her eat, "I'm not hungry, eat quickly, and leave me alone."

Yan Yiren's lips parted, her eye sockets were warm, and mist instantly blurred her vision.

"Why are you crying?" Ji Hanjiang hurriedly pulled out a tissue and leaned over to wipe her tears, "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, you're not wrong, it's me...it's my problem."

Ji Hanjiang looked at her with deep eyes, "Yiren..."

Yan Yiren took the tissue in his hand in a panic, wiped away his tears, sniffed his nose, and smiled slightly: "If I hadn't caused trouble, these things wouldn't have happened, let alone worry you. .Blame me……"

Ji Hanjiang didn't know what was going on in her mind. Something happened to her, and it was obviously his boyfriend who failed to protect her.

As long as he personally sent her to the cemetery on the day of her mother's death, or sent her two bodyguards, the latter things would not happen.

After all, he wasn't good enough.

But what is this silly woman talking about?
She took all the responsibility on herself and let him reduce the psychological burden...

Ji Hanjiang smiled wryly, his Iraqi, she is such a distressed silly girl.

…………

At night, Ji Hanjiang was worried about her, so he stayed in the apartment overnight.

Perhaps because he was more convinced in his heart, Yan Yiren patted the place next to him for the first time, indicating that he could sleep on the bed together.

Ji Hanjiang also understood that this was a special situation, so he didn't make any false excuses, and lay down next to her, his arms hugging her naturally.

Yan Yiren leaned on his arm and closed her eyes, "Good night, Han Jiang."

Ji Hanjiang patted her back lightly with one hand, and kissed her on the forehead: "Sleep, good night."

Beside him, Yan Yiren found a sense of security and soon fell asleep.

Watching over her all the time, Ji Hanjiang tried his best not to sleep, his eyes traced her delicate face under the wall lamp.

Yan Yiren was tired from lying on her side, and turned over. The sleeves of her pajamas were inadvertently pushed up, revealing a white arm.

Ji Hanjiang's eyes darkened, he stretched out his hand and gently pulled up his sleeve, exposing his entire arm.

One or two small purple spots on it caught his attention.

After going through the flowers for a long time, he naturally understood what it was...

I don't want to doubt her, but Ji Hanjiang couldn't control his hand. He didn't know whether he was too shocked or too angry. The hand he stretched out was trembling faintly.

Yan Yiren fell into a deep sleep. Following the opening of the pajamas, the scene in front of him made his pupils constrict in pain.

Those traces, like a curse of betrayal, pierced into his heart unexpectedly like a sharp sword...

The blood doesn't stop!
He didn't know, what kind of force should be used to leave such a clear fingerprint?
Ji Hanjiang suffocated his breath, not only this place, but also the sparse purple spots are even more shocking!
Too angry, Ji Hanjiang cursed in a low voice: "shi|t!"

(End of this chapter)

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