After Jian Yichen got injured, Jian Yiling took on the responsibility of taking care of him.
Jian Yichen did not dare to tell his parents about his situation.
However, despite his injuries, Jian Yichen found the situation to be incredibly amusing. He was amused to see Zhai Yunsheng's sunken expression.
"Why are you smiling? You got bashed up so badly," Zhai Yunsheng taunted Jian Yichen.
"It doesn't matter," Jian Yichen replied. His tone was flat and casual. "I'm not afraid of physical pain."
Physical pain was temporary. On the other hand, wounds on the heart always existed.
"Pigeon soup or pork rib soup?" Jian Yiling asked Jian Yichen.
"Pigeon soup," Jian Yichen replied with a smile. Then, he provocatively glanced at Zhai Yunsheng. It was as though he was taunting Zhai Yunsheng.
After this, Jian Yiling ran off into the kitchen to make soup for Jian Yichen.
As Jian Yichen watched his sister leave, he smiled.
