He's super cute

"Sir... I didn't, I really didn't..." Yu Xiaoque's tears that had just stopped filled up again, and he mumbled his excuses, but his mouth was stupid, and he repeated those two sentences over and over again.

Clearly looking smart, but clumsy everywhere.

Jiang Yan looked at the little bird at his feet crying out of breath, clutching him like a straw, his eyes filled with pleading and sincerity.

He sighed softly, stroked the tear mole at the corner of Yu Xiaoque's eyes, as if he was a lover, but the words he uttered made Yu Xiaoque fall into an ice cave, "It's up to you to deal with it."

Yu Xiaoque was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him in disbelief, her face became paler and paler, and finally lost all expression.

What a dumb bird.

Jiang Yan smiled faintly, slowly admiring the dull expression of the little pet.

"Really, it's not me..." Tears flowed down from her dull eyes like pierced springs, and she wrinkled Jiang Yan's suit trousers with her small hands, as if she was stupid, "Mr. Don't believe me..."

No one listened to his words.

It was originally set up for the sake of peace of mind for the future mistress of the Jiang family.

Who cares how sad and wronged a silly chirping canary is?

"Hands are dishonest." Zhang Cheng circled behind Yu Xiaoque, looking at his slender and tender hands with malice, "Sister Chu Rong has a good heart, she should have been sent to the police station, but now it's cheaper for you."

"It's over if you break one of your hands."

It was as if Yu Xiaoque got a lot of money, he was a painter, how could he hold a pen even if his right hand was broken.

It's the same as cutting off your future.

Yu Xiaoque shrank her head, bit her lower lip, and clenched her little hands even tighter, calling out to Mr. over and over again in a low voice, begging for his mercy and justice.

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished." Jiang Yan said softly, looking at the sad and weeping Que'er, "Xiao Que is a good boy."

Yu Xiaoque's face was wet, she shook her head, almost unable to think.

He doesn't understand why he should pay for something he didn't do.

Seeing him leaning on his feet, as if he was pinned and motionless, Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang Jinchi from the corner of his eye, he closed his eyes slightly, curled his fingers, raised his foot and kicked the victim's chest gently, little The body rolled several times in a row.

Yu Xiaoque covered her heart and coughed violently a few times, her tears and nose were pitiful, but there was no one in the room who would feel sorry for him.

The big hole in his clothes couldn't cover his body at all, and he lay on the ground in embarrassment, without dignity.

It's not even as decent as being a little beggar three years ago.

After all, he is a fool who stayed by Jiang Yan's side for three years, not looking for money, but what he wanted was that person's cold sincerity.

"Don't dare to steal." Zhang Cheng kicked the man on the ground, holding a heavy baseball bat, and beckoned to the waiter, "Help me hold him down."

The two waiters couldn't bear to turn their heads away, and looked at each other when they heard his order, and had to hold down the delicate boy.

After all, they couldn't afford to offend these wealthy families.

Yu Xiaoque was pinned down without any resistance, her face was pressed against the thick carpet, tears were still dripping from her eyes, her ears were red from crying, and she looked at Jiang Yan with tears in her red and swollen eyes.

He cried softly and whimpered, like a weak kitten, and he was lovable for no reason.

"Then the right hand." Zhang Cheng was also a bully in school, and he did this a lot. He gestured in the air twice skillfully, watching Yu Xiaoque's shoulders tremble, and kept shrinking in, trying to hide but couldn't dodge , but more exciting.

Chu Rong covered her eyes, pretending to be scared and pressed her closer to Jiang Yan, looking more panicked than Yu Xiaoque, "I, I dare not look..."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan, who has always been gentle, did not comfort her, but leaned closer to her ear, smiled and whispered, "Don't you just want to watch this?"

She froze for a moment, and said in a shy voice, "Ayan, I didn't quite understand what you said."

Jiang Yan snorted softly, and glanced at Jiang Jinchi who was sipping tea.

In the eyes of outsiders, it looks like they are whispering affectionately.

Yu Xiaoque was humiliated and pressed to the ground, her right arm was stretched straight, but the two people on the sofa were rubbing each other's ears.

A sour taste came to my heart, as if I was forced to swallow a hard-to-swallow Coptis chinensis.

It was so bitter that his eyes, lips and tongue were all astringent.

Seeing the baseball bat being swung high, Yu Xiaoque tightly closed her eyes, not daring to catch her breath, her eyelashes trembling nervously.

The expected pain did not hit.

"It hurts, it hurts..."