Qu Yi couldn't keep an eye on Yan Bei all the time, so she told him to contact her if he needed anything.

But Yan Bei never sent her a single message.

There is a dense forest on campus, and hidden by the trees is a two-story villa. This is the archives room managed by the student council, and some important meetings are also held here.

Qu Yi could go right out of here to reach the teaching building, but since school had already let out, she still turned into the side path, intending to go directly to the school gate. However, when she reached a tree-lined path, she heard a sound ahead.

She darted away and hid behind a large tree.

This tree is quite old and very thick; it can completely block her view.

As she listened, she felt something was off.

One of the voices sounded like Yan Bei's.

"I heard you're the one who caused Brother Chen to be punished by having to write a self-criticism?"

"You little rascal, you've got some skills!"

Qu Yi heard Yan Bei's muffled groan; he had been beaten.

A few minutes later, the men who had assaulted the person left.

Yan Bei lay on the ground for a long time without getting up. He lay on his back, feeling the pain in his body. His eyes were fixed on the strangely shaped cloud in the sky. The cloud blocked the sun, but after a while, the sun came out again and the sunlight shone down.

Yan Bei raised his arm to cover his eyes.

After a while, he used his aching arm to prop himself up, stood up, and limped away.

Qu Yi emerged from behind the tree, watched his thin back, and turned to walk in another direction.

Yan Bei stood at the entrance, his figure pitifully small compared to the towering school gate.

Qu Yi walked over from the direction of the teaching building, looked at Yan Bei's injuries, and asked, "What happened?"

Yan Bei lowered his gaze but did not answer.

Qu Yi frowned: "Yan Bei."

Yan Bei turned and walked towards the door: "It's none of your business."

Qu Yi: "..."

Qu Yi didn't ask about the matter again.

First, even if you ask, Yan Bei won't obediently tell the truth.

Secondly, she felt that Yan Bei should be able to handle it himself.

A few days later, Qu Yi happened to hear that several students had been injured and were hospitalized together.

One of them was seriously injured; his leg was broken.

Looking at Yan Bei's strangely calm demeanor, Qu Yi felt that beneath his handsome appearance, she could see a kind of sinister excitement. He was never one to willingly be bullied or subservient to others.

Qu Yi is very clear on this point.

Even if he can't completely overwhelm his opponent, he'll fight to the death.

Qu Yi couldn't help but search her mind for everyone she knew, but none of them matched this personality.

Another month has passed, and the border remains peaceful.

After much deliberation, Qu Lianghan decided to hold the wedding; he couldn't keep putting it off.

He is decisive and quick in his actions.

A few days later, he took Yihan to take wedding photos.

Yi Han initially insisted on not filming, saying that she had already been married before and this was her second marriage, so the wedding didn't need to be a big affair; a simple dinner with friends would suffice.

Qu Lianghan frowned and rejected her suggestion, insisting on taking wedding photos. Yi Han couldn't argue with him and had no choice but to compromise.

Today and tomorrow are the weekend.

After breakfast, Aunt Lin received a call from home saying that something had happened.

Qu Yi can't cook, so she ordered takeout.

When the takeout arrived, Yan Bei didn't come out to eat.

I didn't force myself to eat it, so I ate it myself.

But Yan Bei didn't eat dinner either. Qu Yi frowned immediately and called out again. When he still didn't come out, Qu Yi climbed over the balcony onto the adjacent balcony and suddenly opened the French doors.

The soft, lightweight curtains fluttered in the breeze.

Yan Bei was startled, but when he turned around and saw that it was Qu Yi, he regained his composure.

"Have a meal."

Yan Bei glanced at her: "I'm not hungry."

Qu Yi dislikes unruly children. How should one deal with them?

The gist is quite direct: a beating will do the trick.

"Not hungry? I'll believe you if you beat me."

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