Love belongs to the mountains and seas, I don't belong to you

After knowing Sister Lily's identity, Lin Cong understood that even Xiang Shao might not be able to afford to offend this person, after all, this was her territory.

If something really happened, Xiang Shao might face even more serious consequences.

So, Lin Cong wanted to stop Xiang Shao.

Hearing Lin Cong's words, Xiang Shao looked at Lin Cong again, and the scarlet in his eyes was replaced by heartache.

"Does it hurt?" Xiang Shao's tone was full of pity.

Lin Cong shook his head and said, "It's okay, the wound is really not big."

Xiang Shao understood what Lin Cong meant. Lin Cong was worried that he would do something irreparable.

Here, he really didn't dare to do anything to Sister Lily, but he couldn't just watch Lin Cong being bullied.

He is a man, not a coward.

Just as Mr. Xiang was about to say something, the half-broken bottle in Sister Lily's hand was inserted directly into Mr. Xiang's arm and then immediately pulled out.

"Hiss--" A sharp pain came, and Xiang Shao's hand loosened from Sister Lily's neck.

"Ah! Mr. Xiang..." Sister Lily's actions really scared Lin Cong.

Lin Cong went over and held Xiang Shao's arm.

The wound was deep and blood kept gushing out.

"Let's go to the hospital." Lin Cong said anxiously.

Xiang Shao pulled Lin Cong behind him and looked at Sister Lily with eyes as sharp as a knife. "Is it okay?"

Sister Lily didn't say anything, she just threw the half bottle to the ground.

The glass hit the ground with a crisp "crackling" sound.

"A Xiang, is it worth it?"

Sister Lily was very unwilling to accept this. She couldn't see what was so good about Lin Cong that he deserved to be protected at all costs.

Xiang Shao didn't answer Sister Lily. He pulled Lin Cong's arm and said, "Let's go."

"A Xiang!" Sister Lily shouted.

However, all that was left for her was the backs of Xiang Shao and Lin Cong.

Sister Lily yelled angrily, "Get out, you ungrateful thing!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of breaking glass was heard in the private room.

There was no large hospital nearby, so Lin Cong and Xiang Shao only found a place that looked like a clinic.

Although the equipment in the clinic is simple, it can treat wounds.

The doctor wanted to treat Xiang Shao's wound.

Xiang Shao stopped the doctor and said, "Go check her face first."

So the doctor walked towards Lin Cong, but Lin Cong said, "I'm fine, take care of him quickly."

"Lin Cong, listen to me!"

"Mr. Xiang!" Lin Cong shouted loudly in an uncompromising tone.

The doctor looked at the two people with an expression of watching a show.

Seeing Lin Cong's anxious look, Xiang Shao gave in and said, "Okay."

"Hurry, doctor, please take care of him."

The doctor cleaned the wound, saw how deep it was, and said, "This will need stitches, but I don't have any anesthetic."

"No anesthetic? How can that be possible!" Lin Cong said.

"How many stitches are needed?" asked Xiang Shao.

"Probably five injections," the doctor replied.

"Come directly."

Xiang Shao didn't want to waste time, he wanted the doctor to treat the wound on Lin Cong's face quickly.

Although the wound on Lin Cong's face stopped bleeding, no one knew how big or deep it was.

He would feel guilty if he got a scar.

"Mr. Xiang, are you okay? It must be very painful."

Lin Cong thought about the needle and thread going directly through his skin and felt that it would be unbearable pain.

"It's okay, come on." Xiang Shao said in a firm tone.

The doctor prepared the materials and said, "Let's begin. Just bear with it."

Xiang Shao nodded.

The needle guides the thread through the skin little by little.

Xiang Shao gritted his teeth and endured it without saying a word, like an exquisite sculpture.

Veins bulged in his neck.

After finishing the first stitch, tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

While sewing, Lin Cong wiped away the sweat again and again.

After a long time, the doctor finally said, "It's done."

At this time, Xiang Shao's face turned pale.

He completely ignored the pain in his arm and pulled Lin Cong, "Hurry, heal the wound on your face."

"I..." Lin Cong was about to say that it was okay when Xiang Shao pushed him down on the seat.

The doctor wiped the blood off Lin Cong's face.

When his wound was touched, Lin Cong frowned slightly.

Xiang Shao immediately reminded, "Please be gentle."

The doctor glared at Xiang Shao.

After the blood was cleaned up, the full appearance of the wound was finally revealed.

It was a shallow wound, but at least three centimeters long.

Seeing this wound, Xiang Shao felt that his heart was also wounded.

"This doesn't require stitches. It'll be fine as long as it doesn't get infected," said the doctor.

"Will it leave scars?" Xiang Shao asked anxiously.

"Yes, but it shouldn't be obvious since the wound isn't deep."

After hearing what the doctor said, Xiang Shao felt much more at ease.

If the scar is not deep, it will be easy to solve, and he will find the best cosmetic doctor.

When I left the clinic, Azhe was already waiting there.

Seeing the injured Xiang Shao and Lin Cong, Azhe immediately went to meet them.

"Damn, what's going on? Boss, tell me who did this. I'm going to fight you!" said Azhe.

"Let's go back." Xiang Shao didn't say much.

After getting in the car, Xiang Shao sat in the passenger seat and Lin Cong sat in the back seat.

On the way, Azhe continued to ask: "Boss, who is it?"

"Sister Lily." Xiang Shao replied.

When he heard Sister Lily's name, Azhe stopped talking.

This woman was indeed not someone to be trifled with. When she was pursuing Xiang Shao, Azhe was worried every day.

Xiang Shao glanced back and found that Lin Cong had fallen asleep.

He reminded Azhe, "Close the window a little."

Azhe took a look in the rearview mirror and understood what Xiang Shao meant.

When we arrived at the factory, Lin Cong had already woken up.

Xiang Shao opened the car door and waited for Lin Cong to get out.

"I have to go get busy first." Ah Zhe found an excuse to leave. He could see that Xiang Shao had something to say to Lin Cong.

After Lin Cong came down, Xiang Shao said, "Lin Cong, I have something to tell you."

Lin Cong nodded, "Okay."

"Go to my room."

"Ah."

Xiang Shao didn't want too many workers to know about his injury, as too many people would lead to gossip. So, he suggested going to the room.

After arriving at the room, Xiang Shao poured Lin Cong a glass of water.

He sat down at the edge of the bushes and said bluntly, "I'm sorry. Everything that happened today is because of me."

No matter how much he thought about it, Lin Cong never expected that Xiang Shao would apologize to him.

"Mr. Xiang, this is not your fault at all. You don't have to say sorry."

"No, it's my fault. Sister Lily likes me, so she misunderstood our relationship."

"I do not care!"

Lin Cong felt a little regretful after she said this. She wanted to say that she didn't care about this matter. But by saying this, it seemed as if she was telling Xiang Shao that she didn't care about Sister Lily misunderstanding their relationship.

Xiang Shao's pupils trembled slightly. Don't care? So she...

Xiang Shao looked at the forest, his eyes filled with love and affection that was about to overflow.

"Mr. Xiang, I mean..."

Before Lin Cong could finish speaking, Xiang Shao kissed her directly.

Just as he lightly touched Lin Cong's lips, Lin Cong pushed Xiang Shao away and said, "I'm sorry, Xiang Shao, I have to go back first."

After saying that, Lin Cong ran out of the room as if escaping.

Xiang Shao suddenly thought that what Lin Cong meant by "not caring" might not be the "not caring" that he understood.

So, I misunderstood my feelings and misunderstood what I was doing just now?