Jun Juechen pursed his thin, cold lips tightly, withdrew his gaze from Nan Xiaoxiao and walked into the courtyard.

Ever since Jun Juechen arrived, Ling Ye reported to Nan Yan.

Nan Yan knew that Jun Juechen was here to treat an illness, so she had already prepared silver needles and was waiting for him in the courtyard.

From a distance, Nan Yan saw the noble man in a purple gown who looked like a god. Her black eyes were indifferent, as if the person who had been rejected before was not her.

"Now that you are here, take off your shirt as before, and I will treat you."

Jun Juechen looked at Nan Yan calmly: "I didn't let you in today. I thought you would never treat me again."

With this woman's temper, she would definitely turn around and leave if she was rejected. Unexpectedly, Nan Yan would treat her illness easily this time.

Nan Yan's black eyes looked at Jun Juechen coldly.

Her eyes were calm and calm, like the surface of a lake without waves.

"It's just a transaction between us."

"Anything else about you has nothing to do with me. I promised to treat you, and you must fulfill your promise."

Jun Juechen's heart gradually sank, and he stared at Nan Yan closely.

It seemed like he wanted to see other emotions on her face.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed in the end.

Nan Yan's face was still calm, without any anger, resentment, or resentment.

"Why?" Jun Juechen approached Nan Yan, "Why do you want to help Jun Xiaomo? Don't forget, he is Nan Yunrou's son, the son of your enemy!"

His voice was questioning, as if Jun Juechen still didn't believe that Nan Yan was sincere to Jun Xiaomo.

If Jun Xiaomo's mother was not Nan Yunrou, maybe he would still believe it!

But, he is Nan Yunrou’s son. Nan Yan hates Nan Yunrou so much, why is he sincere to Jun Xiaomo?

Every word the man said was like a needle pricking into Nan Yan's heart.

As soon as she mentioned Jun Xiaomo's life experience, her heart ached. It felt as if someone had ripped out her heart, and she was suffocated by the pain.

She tried her best to control the overwhelming anger in her heart, but the feeling of anger was so strong that her eyes were still filled with rage.

"You don't have to remind me of Mo'er's life experience all the time! To me, he is just an innocent and pitiful child, a child who has no father and no mother!"

Jun Juechen's eyes grew colder: "Who told you that his father doesn't kiss his mother and doesn't love him?"

Nan Yan sneered.

The smile wavered on the corners of her lips, with a sarcastic look.

"Do you need someone to tell me? You don't know how you treat him? You still want him to train like you did!"

Nan Yan took a deep breath and calmed down the strong anger in her heart: "No matter what, I will not break my promise to you. You promised me, and I hope you can fulfill your promise."

Jun Juechen did not speak, his eyes were still locked on Nan Yan, perhaps wanting to know whether her words were sincere or false.

After a long time, he looked back and said calmly.

"Acupuncture for this king."

After saying that, he didn't discuss the topic anymore and took off his shirt half way up, revealing the scars all over his body.

This was the second time Nan Yan saw the scars on his back.

In fact, although the two of them had had skin-to-skin contact, the sky in the bowl was too dark for Nan Yan to see clearly. Of course, he didn't know about the scars on his back...


Chapter completed!