When Su Yi saw Yan Ming for the first time, he squeezed his hand red, and then hit Yan Ming again in Huashiyuan. This was already the third time.

Did he really think that Ye Li was hurt by him and Yan Ming was hurt by no one?

She protects Yanming and Ding!

Shu Yan's clear eyes shone with cold light, barely staying on Su Yi's red face for a second before turning around and walking towards Yan Ming in the corner.

She gently lifted Yan Ming up, looked at the side of Yan Ming's purple nose, and bit her lip.

"Xiao Ming, I'm sorry."

As soon as he apologized, Shu Yan's eyes turned red inexplicably. He didn't know whether it was because of self-blame or grievance.

She raised her hand and touched Yan Ming's injury, "It was my sister who failed to protect you and made you injured again and again."

Yan Ming rubbed his face in Shu Yan's palm, then sniffed and replied in a nasal voice, "Sister Yan, this is none of your business. He obviously did it out of nowhere."

Yan Ming pointed at Su Yi, his clear glazed eyes showing provocation. He blocked Shu Yan behind him and raised his hand to point at Su Yi.

"Don't think that because you are my sister Yan's husband, I won't dare to beat you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, provocation appeared on the corner of his lips, his eyes were evil, and he smiled perversely and evilly at Su Yi.

This look made Su Yi's heart beat fast.

At this moment, he realized that he had underestimated this man who usually pretended to be well-behaved.

But now, Shu Yan might not believe him no matter what he said.

Su Yi stared at Yan Ming with cold eyes, his fists clenching. He wanted to punch the arrogant face, but unexpectedly, behind that face stood Shu Yan with a cold face. The fire in his heart could only be suppressed.

Suddenly, Su Yi sneered, "As a man, your methods are really a bit underhanded. If it were a fair fight, I might still look up to you, is that all?"

He raised his hand, raised his middle finger, and sneered at Yan Ming.

"I don't even want to take another look at you, trash!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Shu Yan, with a faint sparkle in his eyes, hiding disappointment and imperceptible sadness. He looked at Shu Yan for a long time before lowering his head.

"Shu Yan, I thought there was still a minimum of trust between you and me. Maybe it's because I think highly of myself, or maybe it's because I've never entered your heart, so when things like this happen, we Nothing but quarrels.”

He smiled bitterly and looked up again, but his expression had calmed down.

"I know you don't believe what I say now, but I hope you can calm down a little. When you regain some sense, if you think about these things again, there may be another result."

After saying that, the man glanced at Yan Ming, then at Shu Yan, clenched his fists, and turned his head slowly.

But as soon as he turned his head, Yan Ming behind him heard a soft inquiry.

"Sister Yan, your face is a little red, are you feeling unwell?"

Su Yi paused for a moment and froze in turning his head, but he still couldn't restrain his instinct and wanted to turn around and take a look at Shu Yan.

Is her body uncomfortable?

Su Yi clenched his fists and glanced back. After touching Yan Ming's intimate gesture of half-hugging Shu Yan and placing his fingertips on Shu Yan's forehead, the worry in his heart instantly turned into sarcasm.

Ah.

Nowadays, there are so many people who care about her.

Is he missing one?