"No need." A deeper voice sounded from behind the two of them, and Edward stood behind Ding Yiyi with a complicated expression.

"Edward?" Ding Yiyi quickly ran behind him, leaned over and looked at Ye Nianmo, "I don't care what your purpose is, but I hope not to see you again."

Ye Nianmo's eyes flashed with a hint of dull pain. What he saw in her eyes was serious rejection.

"Come with me!" He stretched out his hand to grab her, but Edward intercepted him halfway. He gave her a cold look, "You are deceiving her like this."

Edward stretched out his hand to protect Ding Yiyi behind him, "I'm just respecting her wishes."

No one was willing to give in, so naturally they started fighting. There were people screaming around, but more people ran away to avoid the flames of war spreading to them.

Edward grew up in a fine life and had been engaged in photography for a long time. Naturally, his force was not as high as that of Ye Nianmo. He was quickly defeated and was soon forced into a corner.

Ye Nianmo looked at him coldly. The fist she punched didn't really want to fall on him. Just as he was about to stop, he was hit on the head.

It's not that he didn't notice someone approaching behind him, but he just followed his inner thoughts without making any reaction, showing his softest part to the other person.

Ding Yiyi dropped the stick in her hand and ran to Edward, "Are you okay?"

He shook his head and stood in front of her, raising his eyebrows and looking at Ye Nianmo, who had a very bad expression on his face, "You've made it this far, why can't you let go?"

Ye Nianmo's eyes fell through his shoulders to the looming person behind him. He clenched his fists tightly, "I will not let go. She is Ding Yiyi, and she will always be."

"Then you have to at least prove that she is Ding Yiyi." Edward took Ding Yiyi's hand and strode down the stairs.

Ding Yiyi turned around. She saw blood stains on the discarded stick, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She raised her head again and saw Ye Nianmo's sad expression. His back was still straight, but his expression was lonely. His thin lips were slightly open, but she didn't read what he wanted to say.

In the car, Ding Yiyi looked at her hands. Due to the excessive exertion just now, her hands were still slightly numb.

"What happened to him?" she asked in a low voice.

Edward looked at her, "Do you have feelings for him? The way a woman feels for a man?"

Ding Yiyi thought about it seriously, "No."

"Then he is just an indifferent pester." After Edward finished speaking, he turned to look out the window and refused to speak again.

She thought she had angered him by sneaking out tonight, so she didn't dare to say anything more and had to return to the castle obediently.

"Miss Emily." The servants immediately gathered around her as soon as they saw her, and when they saw how dirty she was playing, they quickly took her to take a bath.

Edward didn't say anything else. After sending her back to the room, he was about to leave, but was stopped, "Actually, I wanted to give you a flower today, but I didn't expect to mess it all up."

He turned his head and suddenly stretched out his hand to support the wall. The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and their warm breaths mingled unexpectedly.

"Don't you really understand?" His voice was hoarse and low, with emotions that he was desperately suppressing.

Ding Yiyi put one hand on his shoulder and pushed him out, "What are you doing? I'm worried. What if I beat him to death with such force just now?"
Chapter completed!