Qin Xiu, who knew a little about Ye Jian, couldn't help but think to himself. However, this wasn't something he could know. Although he had questions, he could only suppress them in his heart.
However, it was undeniable that he only managed to catch his breath after Ye Jian and Xia Jinyuan left. Just now, even though he controlled himself and didn't pay attention to the interaction between the two of them, their voices and the teasing of the Xia brothers and their wives came from all directions. It was like a net restraining him and a mountain suppressing him, making him feel suffocated all the time.
In the future, wherever they were, he needed to stay away.
Qin Xiu clenched his fists and stood under the roof. Even under the warm winter sun, he felt desolate. It was so cold that his fingers were trembling. Only by clenching his fists could he relieve it.
