Lai Chang's face darkened both because of his harsh words that cut through him and also the crushing pain that threatened to break his wrist. He wanted to shout but he also didn't want to show his weakness in front of him.
Jiang Li was squeezing his hand ever so slowly but with every inch it went deeper, his wrist bone was getting closer and closer on the verge of breaking apart.
He finally released his hand seeing the sweat trickle from the side of his ears. But the chilliness in his gaze remained.
Hou Zhenzhen anxiously asked, "Chang, are you okay?" She looked at bluish purple bruises forming on his wrist. She couldn't help but accuse Jiang Li.
"Why did you have to do that? Chang was just helping Lanying…"
He narrowed his eyes. "Help for what?"
"Jiang Lanying?"
Lihua worriedly rushed over to her. "Are you okay? You didn't return for so long so we got worried!"
Jiang Lanying smiled. "I am okay, Lixue."
Lai Chang gritted his teeth. "Jiang Li. You have gone too far."
