At this moment, Xiao Yifei was still at a loss, looking blankly at Qianxi and then at Liu Rui on the ground. Liu Rui struggled a bit, sat up from the ground, and it appeared that this blow was quite heavy, as blood seeped from his lips with every wipe.
"Liu Rui, are you okay?" Qianxi looked at Liu Rui, worried. Hearing this, Liu Rui waved his hand and then sighed, saying, "I'm fine, Qianxi, don't blame Xiao Yifei."
Hearing Liu Rui defending Xiao Yifei again, Qianxi pursed her lips unhappily. Xiao Yifei looked at Liu Rui, who was forcing himself, and couldn't help but feel a bit guilty. If he had spoken directly earlier, Liu Rui wouldn't have had to shield him from the blow.
However, Liu Rui didn't think too much of it and slowly said to Qianxi: "It's like this, I noticed your temper is unpredictable, so I wondered if there was another reason. I brought this up with Xiao Yifei, and of course, he went to investigate your news to help me."
