Principal Chen was a sore spot that Ye Jian couldn't touch at the moment. Even though a few months had passed, her heart was still bleeding.
Hearing this, Ye Jian's cold expression turned a little dark. "Speak. I'm listening. And don't argue. I have my own judgment."
The person who made the suggestion would naturally make things clear to Ye Jian.
Xia Jinyuan looked at his cousin-in-law, whose expression was as cold as ice. He sighed in his heart and slowly told Ye Jian his suggestion.
He was Ye Jian's boyfriend. As her boyfriend, how could he want his girlfriend to suffer in a place without warmth?
If not for their identities, Xia Jinyuan would be the first to stand up and beat up whoever dared to ask the little fox to go to the Weirui Inferno Camp. He would beat them up until they could forget about speaking for the rest of their lives.
Even though it was only for two months, it would feel like a year. Every minute and second would be agony.