This little fox was wild and full of vigor. It was tempting to just sit around and observe her quietly. Then, to tease her and look at her face filled with energy, just like any other girl of her age.
To be able to feel upset, to laugh, to express herself - a vibrant life.
Hasty footsteps could be heard. Someone was coming towards the tent. Xia Jinyuan stood up from the rug. "I hear footsteps. That should be the person that Yang Jin has invited over. I will be guarding the tent outside. Call for me if anything happens."
Ye Jian felt helpless. In her past life, she was forced to develop the habit of observing others secretly, and she would carefully avoid the minefields. But Xia Jinyuan… she had never seen through him.
Xia Jinyuan walked out and immediately saw Principal Chen rushing over. When he saw him, he immediately asked, "Jian is injured? Where? Is it serious? You…" A series of questions, he must have been worried sick.
