Chatper 589 (1/2)

She lowered her head, curled her lips, and then turned her head to look elsewhere: "I'm sorry too, I didn't mean to blame you."

After finishing speaking, she reached out and touched the gauze wrapped around her head: "Thank you for coming to bandage my wound, and I won't send it away."

After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at him, and she was chasing someone away.

Mo Xiyi gave a wry smile, picked up the medicine box and went out.

...

When Mo Xiyi went downstairs, he saw Qin Muchen sitting in the hall smoking a cigarette.

There were already several cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of him.

Seeing this, Mo Xiyi showed disapproval on his face.

He walked over and said in a low voice, "Sir, you can't smoke."

"How is her injury?" Qin Muchen didn't seem to hear his words, and didn't throw away the cigarette in his hand, just asking his own questions.

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Mo Xiyi frowned slightly: "It's nothing serious, the wound is not deep, and it will heal soon."

Unexpectedly, Qin Muchen was aroused by his words.

Qin Mu stood up abruptly, smashed the unfinished half of a cigarette on him, and said loudly, "It's nothing serious to bleed so much?"

Mo Xiyi tilted his head slightly, half of the cigarette just fell on his clothes, leaving a little dust on the black suit.

He silently endured Qin Mu's deep anger.

Even though she wasn't angry, she couldn't help but think of Su Ziyue's words.

He asked Su Ziyue to follow Qin Muchen, but he forgot how terrible Qin Muchen's temper is now.

In the past, no matter how angry Qin Muchen was, he would not casually get angry with the people around him. He usually didn't show his emotions very much, unless he was extremely angry.

But now, he was so angry that he was not as peaceful as usual.

There were many thoughts in his heart, but he said nonchalantly: "It's just a superficial injury."

Qin Muchen just glanced at him coldly this time, with suspicion in his eyes.

Mo Xiyi pondered for a while, and then said: "If you are really worried, I can come here every day."

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and nodded: "En."

After Mo Xiyi left, Qin Muchen sat in the hall for a while before returning to the room.

When he entered, Su Ziyue was leaning against the head of the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The noise he made when he opened the door and came in didn't make Su Ziyue look at him too much. I don't know if she was too absorbed in her thoughts and didn't hear it, or she pretended not to hear it on purpose.

Qin Muchen walked towards her with his long legs, and looked down at her.

His gaze first fell on the white gauze on her head. He squinted his eyes slightly, but felt that the white gauze was too glaring. After only one glance, he looked away and moved his gaze to her face.

Because of the rain, her head was injured and bleeding, so her complexion was a little pale.

The more Qin Muchen looked, the darker his face became.

Su Ziyue thought he would say something, but he didn't say anything for a long time, and just kept staring at her, making her scalp numb.

She couldn't take it anymore, pulled the quilt and buried herself in the bed.

As a result, as soon as she lay down, she felt someone pulling her quilt.

Su Ziyue secretly tried hard and pulled off the quilt, only to hear Qin Muchen say, "I'm hungry."

His voice was calm and without any emotion, the same tone as when he said "Go to the company".

She obviously asked the driver to bring him food at noon, so she said she was hungry now? What's the matter with her?

Su Ziyue ignored him, turned over and continued to sleep, pretending not to hear.