Lu Xingzhi curled his lips, but his smile was not very obvious.
"The army might not punish Xueli too harshly, but I won't let off too easily." Lu Xingzhi pulled Jiang Yao into his arms. "I will get justice for you."
He hugged her so tightly that Jiang Yao felt a little breathless. However, seeing his solemn expression, Jiang Yao could not bear to push him away.
After a while, she sighed and rubbed his furrowed brows. "What can I do? You're so likable. So many people want to snatch you away from me!"
"You can disfigure me" Lu Xingzhi put Jiang Yao's palm on his face.
"I can't bear to do that!"
Jiang Yao shook her head. "After all, I have to see it every day. What if it doesn't look good? What if I don't like it?"
"That hurts my heart," Lu Xingzhi said softly. You only like how I look."