"Being hung that high in the air, the weather is still so cold, my heart must be even colder, right?" Bai Zhiyou's tone was as if she was talking to herself, but she was also talking to Xing Jiarou.

"Why don't you apologize to me, and then I'll let them pull you up, okay?" Bai Zhiyou blinked her innocent eyes and rested her elbows on the edge of the balcony.

"You're sick!" Xing Jiarou obviously didn't appreciate it.

Bai Zhiyou frowned her delicate brows without concealing it, reached out to hold Xing Jiarou's chin, and forced her face to look down to see how dangerous and high her position was.

"Ah -" Xing Jiarou closed her eyes in fear, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and her body was shaking violently.

Bai Zhiyou bit her lip in embarrassment, "As long as you promise not to cause trouble again." Bai Zhiyou nodded happily and asked the man in black to pull Xing Jiarou up, and then ran to An Jinyi.

Beside him, he said sweetly: "Honey, we can go home!"

An Jinyi glanced at Xing Jiarou, then nodded and walked out of the balcony.

An Qiaoyan and Yi Sheng also followed closely behind.

Just when he was about to leave the school, Bai Zhiyou stopped Yi Sheng, "Can you please take my husband and I back tonight? His hand is injured, and I'm afraid it's inconvenient to drive."

Yi Sheng nodded and smiled boldly: "Brother's business is my business. There is no need to say anything so formal."

Bai Zhiyou nodded and helped An Jinyi get into the car, and An Qiaoyan followed suit and got into the passenger seat.

"Does your hand still hurt? Let's go home and call a doctor later." Bai Zhiyou carefully checked An Jinyi's palm and found that there was blood seeping into the white gauze, and she couldn't help but worry.
Chapter completed!