Turning his head, he saw the shocking blood on Tang Nuanyang's instep. Luo Juntian's heart tightened. He pulled Jiang Jinli's hand and strode over. He frowned and reprimanded, "What the hell are you doing to embarrass me?"

.

Tang Nuanyang was stunned and looked at him as if she couldn't believe it. She had done something wrong and he even scolded her. In front of so many people, he held up his beloved woman. Who embarrassed whom?

!

Her heart was filled with sorrow, and she was too lazy to hate him. She squatted down decisively, pulled off a hem of her dress, and bandaged herself with her hands and feet.

"I'm going to get another glass of wine." She turned around and walked away. Every step she took, the wound tugged. The pain was of course painful, but compared with the pain in her heart now, this pain was too insignificant.

Already.

Luo Juntian looked at her ankles with depressed eyes. Would he die if he showed any weakness? Originally, for the sake of the couple, he would not watch her bleed to death, and his heart suddenly became depressed.

I can't breathe. The child bride of a wealthy family

"ah--"

The shrill voice caused Tang Nuanyang to stop walking. She turned her head and saw Luo Juntian running towards Jiang Jinli regardless of her own safety. When she exerted force on her foot, the wound was even more open.

An Si Yao, Luo Ningxiang, and Luo Hangqi, who had just arrived, stopped and looked over when they saw this scene.

"Jinli——" Luo Juntian nervously supported her.

"Jun Tian, ​​my finger was accidentally cut by the knife over there. It hurts." Jiang Jinli raised her beautiful finger, she pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, she was extremely weak.

Without thinking, Luo Juntian took her finger in his mouth and stopped her bleeding. "Why are you so careless? I don't know how heavy my hand is? Does it still hurt?" His doting tone was as tender as water.

Jiang Jinli's eyes were full of sweet smiles, "It doesn't hurt anymore." She looked through the crowd like a ghost and looked at Tang Nuanyang, "Can you compare with me? Even if you get that position, your heart is still mine."

After enduring it for a long time, Tang Nuanyang's dull face finally became filled with mist.

Holding back her tears, she walked over to get a glass of champagne without squinting, not even daring to blink, for fear that the cowardly and useless liquid would fall off guard.

After Luo Juntian finished treating Jiang Jinli's injuries, he thought of Tang Nuanyang and couldn't help but turn his head to look for her.

Seeing Luo Hangqi squatting there without hesitation, bandaging her wounds, An Si Yao was also by her side, his green eyes filled with ice and snow.

"Jun Tian, ​​come with me and say hello to Nuanyang." Jiang Jinli saw the anger in Luo Juntian's eyes and knew that this time would pass and it would be another good show.

Jiang Jinli held Luo Juntian's hand generously and walked toward them.

"Nuan Yang, it's been a long time. Your injury is nothing. It's all my fault. You scream when you get a minor injury." Jiang Jinli said as if she was blaming herself, showing off in disguise.

Tang Nuanyang smiled softly, "I have nothing to do, I should take care of the guests first." Her response was flawless.

"Jinli, how can she compare with you? Your hands are used for painting. In my eyes, they are works of art. Hers..." Luo Juntian glanced at Tang Nuanyang with disdain.

As long as it doesn’t rot, it won’t die.”

His body froze, and thousands of arrows pierced his heart. Tang Nuanyang raised the corners of his mouth numbly, "Yes, you really can't die with this little injury. Jinli, have fun, I'll excuse you now." She raised her lips and smiled.

She was decent and couldn't use her legs. As soon as she took a step, her white handkerchief was immediately stained with blood. She wanted to tell him that it was her heart that died.
Chapter completed!