You Are My Rare Passion

"Yes," Yue Ya'er said without hesitation, "For me, this is very difficult!"

Wang Peiling looked at her disappointedly: "So... Ya'er, you don't like me at all, right? You just want to take from me, but you don't want to give at all, right?"

"If what you mean by paying is to ask me to apologize to your mother and say sorry to your mother, then you are right, yes, I just want to take, not give," Yue Ya'er hooked the corners of his mouth: "So, very Obviously, the two of us are not suitable, so stop wasting time on me and find a girl who is willing to apologize to your mother and say sorry to your mother, it is impossible for the two of us!"

After speaking, she turned and left.

"Stop!" Wang Peiling rushed forward angrily and grabbed her wrist.

Yue Ya'er shook off his hand vigorously.

Wang Peiling rushed forward, still wanting to grab her, but ended up using too much force, sliding his hand over Yue Ya'er's wrist, but bumped into Yue Ya'er's body.

Because of the movement of shaking his hand, Yue Ya'er's body was originally unstable, but he hit him hard, staggered, and staggered and fell to the ground.

The subconscious movement in her mind made her reach out to support the ground involuntarily.

In the next second, there was a sharp pain in her wrist.

"Ya'er!" Ye Xingbei, who had been standing on the side of the road watching Wang Peiling and Yue Ya'er, screamed and rushed over.

Wang Peiling quickly squatted down to help Yue Ya'er, with an anxious expression on his face: "Ya'er, how are you? I didn't do it on purpose."

Without further ado, Yue Ya'er slapped him hard with his uninjured hand, and said coldly: "Wang Peiling, let me tell you with this slap, the relationship between us is completely over, and I don't want to see you again in the future!"

Wang Peiling wanted to say something else, but Yue Ya'er held Ye Xingbei's hand, "Beibei, let's go."

Ye Xingbei was filled with righteous indignation, originally wanted to teach Wang Peiling a few words, but felt Yue Ya'er's palm was cold, and trembled slightly, he didn't care about wrangling with Wang Peiling, he helped Yue Ya'er into the car.

"Ya'er, how are you?" After sitting in the car, Ye Xingbei nervously checked Yue Ya'er's hands and wrists.

The three little guys also surrounded them, their faces full of nervousness.

Yue Ya'er stretched out his right hand.

When she fell, her right hand stood on the ground, her palm was scratched, her wrist was swollen, and she looked badly injured.

Ye Xingbei frowned: "Ya'er, shall we go to the hospital?"

"It's okay." Yue Ya'er shook his head, "It should be a common sprain, just go back and rub some medicated oil on it."

"Doctors can't heal themselves," Ye Xingbei said, "We'd better go to the hospital for a checkup. What if we hurt a bone?"

Yue Ya'er wanted to say something, but the car door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Several people subconsciously looked out of the car, and it was Gu Junzhu standing outside the car door.

"Father!" The little tree seedling immediately jumped into Gu Junzhu's arms in surprise.

Ye Xingbei asked unexpectedly: "Why are you here?"

"I have a surprise for you." Gu Junzhu stepped aside.

Three siblings, Chi Yu, Chi Zhan and Chi Qing, appeared in their sight.

"Sister Beibei, Sister Ya'er!" Chi Qing greeted them with a smile and waved her hand.

"Ya'er, what's wrong with your hand?" Chi Zhan looked at Yue Ya'er excitedly and smiled for a second, but when he saw the injury on Yue Ya'er's hand in the next second, his expression changed immediately, and he jumped up with a stride In the past, he leaned forward and stretched out his hand towards Yue Ya'er's arm.

His hand was about to rub against Yue Ya'er's arm, but stopped right next to Yue Ya'er's arm.

He looked at Yue Ya'er's bloody palm and swollen wrist, his body was so stiff that he didn't know what to do: "Why, how did you get hurt?"