"Ru Yan, please don't cry. Seeing you so sad is breaking my heart. I..."
Before Song Zijin could finish, Sheng Yueyue viciously cut him off. "You... What are you trying to do? Are you telling me you want to marry her?"
Uncle Song saw that the Sheng family had all gone to the hospital, so he let go of Song Zijin to take care of other matters.
But he never expected his nephew to be so stupid as to step forward and comfort the assailant.
Sheng Yueyue cursed nonstop. She wanted to rush over and scratch up Jiang Ruyan's face; she had long despised that vixen-like face of hers.
Earlier, she had been too intimidated to move by the stare from that third idiot, but now that he was gone, who was she afraid of!
When Jiang Ruyan saw Sheng Yueyue charge at her, she didn't dodge, letting her come right at her.
But her eyes were fixed on Song Zijin. As long as he was willing to step in and help, everything would be fine.
