Yun Jian had always been protective of her shortcomings.
What respect for the old and love for the young did not exist in her world.
She was not a good person or a saint.
What happened to Zhu Hengxiang and whether Zhu Hengxiang’s son, Sun Baiwen, had cheated on her had nothing to do with her.
However, Zhu Hengxiang had imprisoned Qin Fangfang. Looking at the injuries all over Qin Fangfang’s body, her wrists and ankles were branded with red marks that were obviously caused by the chains, qin Yirou covered her chest in discomfort, unable to speak.
Even if it was not for Qin Fangfang, Yun Jian knew that if he did not make a move, Qin Yirou would definitely not pretend that she did not see it.
If Qin Yirou were to face a shrew like Zhu Hengxiang, she definitely would not have the upper hand. Therefore, Yun Jian naturally would not sit idly by.
