He even couldn''t stand steadily, so he fell down with his legs soft.


    "It''s no use."


    Jiang Yecheng chuckled. Then he relaxed his wrist calmly and took two steps back calmly.


    After that, he turned quickly again, clenched the shoulder of the little guy in front of him with both hands, and looked up and down.


    Although the words were light, there was a faint worry and panic, "girl, are you okay?"


    Just now, the loud cries in the study, as well as all kinds of falling and smashing things, and even the crisp sound like slapping in the face, really heard his heart almost stop beating.


    It was not until Xiang Qian''s half flushed face and the faint blood oozing from the corners of his mouth that he breathed a sigh of relief.


    But I can''t rest assured.


    Seeing that the man in front of him showed a rare helpless color, Xiang Xing couldn''t help but hook the hook powder to moisten his lips, and quickly shook his head.


    "Don''t worry, I''ll be fine."


    She patted Jiang Yecheng''s big hand on his shoulder to reassure him.


    However, the next second, I saw a shadow jump up behind him.


    Then the fist, which claimed to be a big sandbag, swung at the man''s head again.


    Frightened, the little guy''s soft eyes stared round. He had no time to say anything, so he subconsciously rushed forward and raised his small hand, trying to resist the heavy blow that was about to attack.


    However, to her surprise.


    Jiang Yecheng looks like he has eyes behind his head. He gently raises his big hand and catches it behind his head.


    He succeeded in holding Xiang Qian''s wrist again.


    "Oh."


    The man sneered fiercely. After easily shaking off Xiang Qian''s stunned right fist, he turned around and was facing him.


    He raised his hand and walked slowly towards Xiang Qian while pressing the creaking knuckles.


    The Obsidian eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on the lips was as terrible as the devil, which made people shudder.


    "Little cousin, if Jiang MingEn is like you, he''s afraid he can live in our sanatorium all his life."


    As the words fell, Xiang Qian suddenly realized that somehow he was pushed back into the corner by the man.


    Looking at his terrible smile and looking at the arms that were much stronger than his little bamboo pole, Xiang Qian paused and couldn''t help swallowing his throat.


    There is a story about the terrible degree of this man. He has heard youyou say it many times.


    Moreover, even aunt Tao Yang''s existence, which was comparable to the heroine of shuangwen when she was young, has been lost to him for nearly 20 years.


    Such people


    He counselled, really counselled.


    Xiang Qian panicked and didn''t know what to do next.


    But suddenly, an old and angry shout came from behind Jiang Ye City.


    "Ah Cheng, go aside! I''ll teach the smelly boy myself!"


    I saw that old man Xiang Yan returned to the hall of this mansion at some time.


    He came to the side of Jiang Yecheng and pushed him aside.


    Then he raised his trembling hand and slapped the unworthy grandson who had not yet recovered.


    It was a good toss. Xiang Qian, who had only half of his face turned red, is now finally bilateral symmetry.


    When Xiang Qian saw that his grandfather couldn''t help beating himself, the grievances intertwined with anger rushed out, making him cry like a child


    "You... Why do everyone bully me! Why!!"