He is troubled only by trouble itself, never by the fear of it.
Jin Yu was a rather calm person, and Ye Shaoting had never seen him act so impulsively before.
He couldn't help feeling surprised, wasn't this supposed to be a fake relationship? Why be so irrational about it?
After dealing with Du Jiahao, Jin Yu had no time to handle it and handed him off to Ye Shaoting, "Take him to the police station."
"Got it." Ye Shaoting efficiently picked up the unable-to-rise Du Jiahao off the ground and walked out.
Jin Yu walked over to the counter where Xu Niannian was squatting on the ground with her head buried in her knees.
Jin Yu frowned, squatted down in front of her, and asked uneasily, "How are you?"
His voice unconsciously softened by several degrees, light as a feather, as if afraid to frighten the person before him.
"I'm okay."
Her voice was a bit hoarse. Xu Niannian lifted her head, the cut on her forehead still bleeding, her bright eyes red, but not a single tear fell.