C18 You Are a Bastard

He was tall and his eyes were sharp and cold. Why did the heavens want this man to look so good? Why didn't they want him to look ugly?

Ye'er looked at Jiang Zhao and laughed coldly, his eyes full of mockery. "You're really kind, shouldn't I thank you for beating me to death with just a few slaps?"

He touched her face, and it was as if he was that night again. He slapped her fiercely, and before he could slap her enough, he had to kneel down and give her a few slaps.

Until she fainted!

Jiang Zhao bent down and placed the milk on the bedside table. Seeing that Ye'er wasn't drinking, he took a sip, took another tissue, and wiped his mouth. "You should thank me."

"You!" Ye'er tried to get up, took the clock off the wall, and threw it at his head! Revenge!

Jiang Zhao turned to the side and narrowed his eyes at Ye'er, a faint smile on his face. "If it wasn't for me, Yun'er might have already vanished from the face of the earth …" Do you think that when Zhuang Yichen attacks, he will be lighter than me? If it wasn't for me, you think you would still have the energy to be angry at me here? "

Ye'er was stunned, and was immediately enlightened when someone pointed it out. At that time, Zhuang Yichen's gaze had obviously wanted to kill her, but wasn't Jiang Zhao afraid that she'd heard of something?

"Why are you helping me?" Ye'er's voice was weak, like the sound of a mosquito.

Ye'er didn't hear his response and raised his head to look at Jiang Zhao. When he wasn't laughing, he had a clear outline and the light in his eyes deepened, causing people to feel fearful.

At this moment, his expression was gentle. There was no sense of oppression. The feeling of oppression was gone, but the words he said made people feel oppressed. There was also a sense of anger, humiliation, and all sorts of negative feelings. When Ye'er saw Jiang Zhao wrap his arms around her and stand in front of her as if nothing had happened, the corners of her lips quirked upwards.

"Yeah, actually, I helped you by mistake."

Ye'er was dissatisfied, but still disbelieving, "I don't believe you. Aren't you afraid that Zhuang Yichen will beat me to death and make me disappear from the face of the earth?"

Jiang Zhao curled his lips into a shrug and denied it, "As for this matter, I can't just watch as Zhuang Yichen commits an offense. Actually, I wanted to help him, but who would've thought that I'd be helping you through a coincidence? I'm not related to you, so why should I help you?" Do you really think I love my people like children? "

Looking at Ye Qingbai's confused expression, his smile became even more obvious. "You used to threaten me, but now that I've seen you in such a situation and someone's about to beat you up in front of me, I can't let go of this opportunity no matter what. You're just going to get beaten up, why don't you let me come here and enjoy myself. Since I saved your life and let out a sigh, why not beat you up? "

"Jiang Zhao!" Ye'er roared and jumped up from the bed. She picked up the pillow and threw it at Jiang Zhao. She felt that if she had a shovel by her hand, she'd have to pick it up and dig his ancestral grave!

And then, Ye'er jumped down from the bed and swung her palm towards Jiang Zhao, to her surprise, she felt touched, at least she felt that she owed him her life, at least she felt that he was a little human, and when she thought of the things that had happened in the past, they had all been started by her, and she was the one who started them all, and now she was going to tell him to write them off.

In the end, this fellow turned out to be a bastard!

The reason why he helped her was actually because he wanted to do this. He originally wanted to just give her a slap, but the next thing he knew, he had knocked her out!

Who would've thought that Ye Zhao would be so spicy? He'd thought that her words were simply too eloquent, and that she was being goaded into acting like a wild cat again. The wild cat didn't matter, as it tasted just the right amount of food.

But it was just a small panther. This hand wasn't light at all. It was especially aimed at the sky.

There were always a few slaps that landed on the target's body.

"Yo, Missy Yun sure is a spender. No wonder she rushed bare-handed to pursue criminals." Jiang Zhao was a man after all. He'd avoided Ye'er with just a few moves, and the mockery in his words was obvious.