"It's fine, it's fine. My boyfriend is very controlled when hitting someone, especially since it's his own brother." I saw Yu Rongling covered in blood, but I wasn't actually sure, "We have a car, so we won't trouble you."
Wei Yao said, "Alright, until we meet again."
"I can walk on my own, let me walk, please?" I saw Yu Longting bending down, about to reach under my knees, and I pleaded.
Yu Longting did not speak, but took my hand and left the villa.
I was uneasy about Yu Rongling and looked back.
Yu Rongling was leaning against the wall, barely managing to get up.
On the wall was a bloody handprint he had left, which looked quite frightening.
"Kid, don't forget our bet," Yu Rongling, despite his injuries, couldn't help but give Wei Yao a wicked smile and even slapped his bloody hand on his shoulder.
Wei Yao's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was completely upset.
In the car, Yu Longting pulled me onto his lap to sit.