Qin Yu stared at him, seething with resentment, and gritted his teeth. "I liked you so much. I thought you were different from those people. So why do even you have to take his side?"
Yu Nian was firmly on Qin Yuheng's side and had nothing more to say to Qin Yu. "There's no getting through to you. Us being together has nothing to do with you. Don't you dare hit him!"
Qin Yu ground his teeth in fury. He would rather Yu Nian had said he was with Qin Yuheng to spite him. At least that would have proved he still cared, instead of dismissing him so casually with a remark that it had nothing to do with him.
"Get out of the way!" He flung his arm out, shoving Yu Nian aside.
Yu Nian refused to give up and stepped forward again to shield Qin Yuheng.
Seeing him intervene, the brothers had no choice but to stop fighting for the moment, afraid they might hurt him.
Yu Nian held Qin Yuheng tightly, protecting him like a little chick. He watched Qin Yu warily, as though he were some irredeemable villain.
Qin Yu was so angry he could have coughed up blood, and he felt terribly wronged. "What's with that look? I can't even beat him!"
Now it wasn't just his wounds that hurt. His heart ached in sharp, wrenching spasms.
But Yu Nian ignored him and turned to examine the injuries on Qin Yuheng's face, touching them gently with a pained expression. "Does it hurt a lot?"
Qin Yuheng took his hand and shook his head gently. "I'm fine. Don't stand in front of me next time. You'll get hurt."
Yu Nian always claimed to be selfish, but when something really happened, he would rather be the first