No matter who won in the end, she was still very worried. She was worried that the consequences would be unimaginable.

Qin Xuming also took off his blazer and threw it aside. The two men stared at each other for a while. In the end, it was Qin Xuming who attacked first.

The cold blade slashed again and again. Feng Yunan dodged left and right, avoiding his attacks.

Qin Xuming was engulfed by anger. He was determined to defeat Feng Yunan. He made a ruthless move and stabbed Feng Yunan’s vital points.

It seemed that Feng Yunan was at a disadvantage and was no match for Qin Xuming. He kept retreating incessantly.

Feng Yunan was forced to the edge of the roof. The cold blade was pressed right against the spot between his eyebrows. He tilted his head and the blade pressed against the outside of his ear, digging a deep hole in the cement wall.

Qin Xuming pulled out the blade and slashed at him again. Feng Yunan could not dodge in time and the sharp blade slashed across his left upper arm.

There was a long cut on his shirt. Blood gushed out and quickly stained his white shirt.

Seeing that Feng Yunan had gotten injured, Qiao Ruoxi’s heart wrenched up uncontrollably. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.

There was a fact that she had to come to terms with.

She was worried about him. Seeing him hurt made her heart ache.

She didn’t know when it started, but she had already inclined towards Feng Yunan.

Feng Yunan lowered his head to look at the wound on his arm. Blood kept seeping out, but he didn’t have the time to care because Qin Xuming had seized the opportunity to attack again.

The sinister-looking blade was aimed straight at Feng Yunan’s heart. Qin Xuming was ruthless, thinking that the outcome would be decided with one strike.

However, he did not expect Feng Yunan to suddenly lie on his back and kick him out.

The switchblade in his hand was thrown out and fell to the ground. Qin Xuming wanted to pick up the knife, but Feng Yunan was faster and kicked the knife far away.

After that, Qin Xuming, who had lost his weapon, was no longer Feng Yunan’s opponent. Even though he was already injured, it was not difficult for him to deal with Qin Xuming.

It was time for him to counterattack. Feng Yunan made a firm and accurate grabbing motion and swiftly performed a shoulder throw. Then he straddled Qin Xuming’s body and punched him ruthlessly.

By the time Xiu Yi and his subordinates landed on the rooftop, Qin Xuming was already beaten to a pulp.

A group of bodyguards rushed over and grabbed Qin Xuming. Seeing that Feng Yunan was injured, Xiu Yi asked worriedly, “Mr. Feng, you’re injured. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Feng Yunan waved his hand, signaling them to take Qin Xuming away.

He picked up his windbreaker from the ground and walked to the corner of the rooftop. He reached out to the girl who was curled up in a ball.

Qiao Ruoxi shook her head, tears falling from her eyes. She did not speak, nor did she reach out to him.

“What? Are you feeling aggrieved?”

Feng Yunan asked.

He knew that what he had just said might have hurt her, but he would never apologize when he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

More tears gushed out of the girl’s eyes. Feng Yunan stroked his hair in frustration and lifted her up from the corner.

Qiao Ruoxi could not stand up. Other than feeling aggrieved and upset, the biggest reason was that she had been curled up for too long and her legs were numb from the cold.

As soon as she was lifted up, she fell down again. Feng Yunan had no choice but to hold her in his arms.

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