Gangneung is like the sun.

Shine light in all directions.

Just and kind.

In an aristocratic school full of young masters and ladies from wealthy families.

He was elected king.

Even if some people are jealous.

But no one was dissatisfied.

He was born to stand in the center of the crowd and enjoy all eyes looking up to him.

But he is such a person.

He actually didn't care at all when he saw Song Yanling hanging on a tree and suffering all night, crying and pretending to be pitiful.

Jiang Ling's eyes seemed to be glued to Ying Qian.

Not willing to move away for a second.

He glanced at Song Yanling and then quickly looked at Yingqian again.

Hua Yuan could almost swallow a light bulb with her mouth open.

"This... this..."

He couldn't believe the scene before him at all.

Hua Yuanyi was still worried before.

Afraid of being discovered by Jiang Ling.

result...

Oh.

He didn't care at all.

Even her response to Song Yanling was only out of the most basic courtesy.

Ye Lian was also a little surprised, but she didn't pay much attention. She ran to Yingqian on tiptoe and asked shyly:

"I made breakfast for you and left it at the door of your room. What do you think of the taste?"

Yingqian was silent for a second.

Looking at Ye Lian's hair, it was obviously a lot thinner.

She said politely:

"I'll eat it later. I'll cook some porridge for Jiang Ling first. He can't eat that now."

"ah!"

Ye Lian covered her mouth.

It seemed that only then did he remember that there was Jiang Ling in the villa.

But Jiang Ling's face only flashed through her head.

It was quickly thrown aside.

Ye Lian tightened her clothes and asked softly:

"Then let me warm it up for you later?"

She lowered her head.

A blush appeared on her cheeks.

Between the eyes.

It is full of longing and admiration that cannot be concealed.

Before Ying Qian could reply, Jiang Ling suddenly covered the wound on his side with a look of pain on his face.

Hua Yuanyi was startled and shouted quickly:

"Yingqian, Jiangling..."

"What's wrong?"

Yingqian put down the spoon in his hand and hurried back to Jiang Ling.

"fine."

Jiang Ling coughed lowly, and glanced at Ye Lian with his peripheral vision. His pale handsome face showed a look of pain that could not be concealed, but he still said softly:

"Don't worry about me."

Although he said that Yingqian didn't need to pay attention.

But his eyebrows were furrowed more and more tightly.

It was as if he was suffering great pain.

How could Ying Qian really not care and forcefully put Jiang Ling's arm on his shoulders.

Before sending him back to his room, she did not forget what Hua Yuan Yihe said:

"Hua Yuanyi, take a look at the porridge and serve it with a bowl when it's ready."

"good!"

Huayuan nodded.

Although I was a little confused as to why Jiang Ling didn't let him help.

It doesn't seem that easy to help Yingqian go upstairs just by herself.

But Huayuan Yi was about to step forward.

Jiang Ling suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

Those eyes were so cold and scary.

With a clear warning.

Huayuan immediately stopped and stood there to install the sculpture.

Ye Lian was unwilling to give in.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Jiang Ling's back.

After all, he was still unwilling to let Yingqian be seduced away by him.

Ye Lian stepped forward and followed her, shouting softly:

"Yingqian, I...my stomach is not feeling well..."

Ying Qian paused in his steps.

Countless question marks flashed through my mind.

Jiang Ling suffered external injuries.

But why does it seem to be contagious?

Even Ye Lian started to feel uncomfortable?

"you..."

Yingqian turned around.

Ye Lian immediately covered her stomach, showing that if Yingqian didn't care, she would be sent to be cremated immediately.

at the same time.

Jiang Ling coughed again.

The big palm quietly moved to the side of the waist, and then quietly added a little more force.

Blood emerged in an instant.

He deliberately turned sideways so that Yingqian could see clearly.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lian bent down and shouted "ouch, ouch".

Yingqian is in a dilemma.

I can only turn to Hua Yuanyi for help.

Hua Yuan immediately understood the tacit understanding between good brothers.

He collapsed to the ground and said:

"Ah! I'm dead!"

Yingqian: "?"

In this chaos
To be continued...