"What are you doing?" Feng Ze stepped forward with a frown.
At his voice, Tao Zhiyan immediately stood up and moved away from Feng Yiqian.
Before Tao Zhiyan could answer, Feng Ze noticed his neck, and his expression darkened further. "What happened to your neck?"
He asked Feng Yiqian, "Did you do this?"
Feng Yiqian was already sulking, and being falsely accused only made him angrier.
His face taut, he turned to look at Feng Ze.
But the moment he met Feng Ze's eyes, he wilted. "...It wasn't me."
Feng Yiqian pouted, feeling terribly wronged, and jabbed a finger toward the attic. "Why would I do something like that?"
"It was my second brother! My second brother!"
Feng Ze raised an eyebrow.
Feng Yan was back?
Tsk.
Feng Ze's eyes were as dark as a deep pool.
Feng Yan had hurt Tao Zhiyan?
Sensing Feng Ze's mood, Tao Zhiyan hurried to speak. "I'm fine."
"It's just a little injury. It doesn't hurt," Tao Zhiyan said. "I wouldn't even have noticed if Third Young Master hadn't pointed it out."
Tao Zhiyan wasn't seriously hurt.
But his skin was fair and his neck slender, making the strangulation marks look particularly gruesome.
Feng Ze's expression remained grim. "What happened?"
Tao Zhiyan said, "It wasn't anything serious."
Feng Ze wasn't buying that.
He looked into Tao Zhiyan's eyes without a word.
Tao Zhiyan bit his lip. "..."
He didn't really like explaining his problems to others. Some things were a hassle to explain.
Not only did it accomplish nothing, it could bring even more trouble.
Tao Zhiyan still remembered going to a teacher as a child because he was being bullied at the orphanage.
But instead of helping, the teacher had challenged him. "Why don't they bully anyone else? Why only you? Did you