Huo Shanhe heard this and couldn't help but frown. After pondering for a while, he said, "It's good for her to get out for a bit. I'll arrange for someone to secretly escort her, so don't worry."
Jiang Jingya's eyes reddened, "Shanhe, I feel so wronged. What did we, mother and daughter, ever do to deserve this?"
Huo Shanhe felt distressed too, "Don't worry, I'll make sure that boy is well taken care of. If he dares to bully my precious daughter, then he will have to face my wrath."
The next day, Huo Jiayuan boarded a train to Ji City.
Once she left, Du Shujian faced his first beating since the incident.
Nobody ambushed him, but instead, they bumped into him accidentally on the street, which led to a scuffle. It seemed quite legitimate, but those people gave Du Shujian a thorough beating before quickly dispersing and disappearing.
When Zhang Xiaolu saw her son with a bruised and swollen face, she cried out uncontrollably, "Which bastard did this? How could they hit so hard?"
