After falling down the stairs, Shen Qihuan clutched her ankle and gasped in pain, "It hurts so much, I think I twisted my ankle!"

Lu Jingyu stepped forward and bent down to check the situation.

Shen Qihuan grabbed Lu Jingyu's sleeve and glared angrily at Yun Yao, "When we were buying clothes just now, I thought you had changed for the better. I didn't expect you to push me like that. You're so cruel!"

Yun Yao, despite being harshly reprimanded, stood frozen in place, terrified by the gushing blood from Shen Qihuan's ankle. "So much blood..."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qihuan looked down and saw that it was some child's toy that had been left at the bottom of the stairs. When she fell, the pointed end of the toy pierced her flesh.

She initially thought she was unlucky for twisting her ankle, but it turned out to be worse than she expected, with her bleeding so much.

She looked up at Lu Jingyu in fear, "Jingyu, my foot..."

Lu Jingyu quickly picked him up and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Before leaving, Lu Jingyu glanced at Yun Yao, whose lips were pale, clearly indicating that she had been frightened.

I initially wanted to reprimand her for going too far, but seeing how frightened she looked, I suddenly felt sorry for her. She probably did it accidentally, or was just playing around.

In short, Shen Qihuan only bled a little; it's not like she can't be cured.

Lu Jingyu reassured her, "Yun Yao, you'll have to go back by yourself later. Be careful on the way."

Shen Qihuan was surprised that Lu Jingyu was so nonchalant. In the past, whenever Yun Yao bullied her, he would scold her sternly.

How could Lu Jingyu still tell Yun Yao to go home first when she's in such a serious situation?

Unable to contain her anger, Shen Qihuan exclaimed, "Lu Jingyu, it was Yun Yao who pushed me!"

Lu Jingyu frowned deeply. "She just had an accident, and besides, aren't I just about to take you to the hospital right now?"

Shen Qihuan was furious, but the pain was too intense, and she didn't have time to dwell on anything else.

She should worry about her foot injury first!

Staff came over to clean up the bloodstains on the stairs and saw Yun Yao still standing there. They asked her if she needed any help.

Yun Yao belatedly shook her head, "I'm fine."

She was walking down the stairs, but because she was still a little dazed, she missed a step and almost fell. Luckily, someone behind her caught her in time.

Yun Yao turned around to say thank you, but saw that the person who helped her up was Qi Funan.

The events that had just transpired suddenly replayed in her mind.

Shen Qihuan falsely accused her, saying that she pushed her downstairs, but she didn't expect to twist her ankle and bleed a lot...

This situation is Shen Qihuan's own doing.

But no one will believe she is innocent, after all, she has done so many harmful things before.

Yun Yao pulled her hand back and looked at Qi Funan warily. "What, are you here to teach me a lesson on behalf of Shen Qihuan!"

Qi Funan pursed his lips, somewhat helpless.

"Miss Yun used to be so bold, causing trouble everywhere. How come you're so timid now, and even afraid that I'll bully you?"

Yun Yao shoved him hard, "Hmph, get out of my way if you have nothing to do!"

Qi Funan was so angry he laughed. He kindly helped her up, but she told him to get lost instead.

Yes, he's just being a jerk; he felt sorry for her when she was framed and scared...

Qi Funan casually walked down the stairs with one hand in his pocket.

But after taking only a few steps, he was stopped again.

Qi Funan frowned slightly, turned to look at her, and asked with some impatience, "What is it now?"

Yun Yao's voice was soft and weak, lacking confidence, and carried a hint of pleading, "Could you help me buy something..."

In the twilight, Qi Funan's profile shone with light, his features sharp and handsome.

Through the open shirt collar, one could see the movement of his prominent Adam's apple.

He frowned, clicked his tongue, and slightly raised his chin, his tone arrogant yet cold, "What is it?"

Yun Yao stood on tiptoe, feeling embarrassed, and whispered a few words in his ear.

"There's a supermarket on the basement level. Could you please buy this for me? I'm in a real hurry."

Qi Funan snorted coldly, "Since it's an emergency, don't blame me for raising the price. This time, pay double!"

Yun Yao was very anxious, "I'll pay you ten times the amount, just go now!"

Qi Funan readily agreed, "Okay."

After buying his things, Qi Funan went to the entrance of the women's restroom and asked a passerby to deliver his sanitary napkins to the second stall inside.

When Yun Yao came out again, Qi Funan was still there.

"Why are you still here?"

Qi Funan's voice was cold, tinged with a sneer, "If the goods aren't delivered, are you planning to spend the whole night in the toilet?"

Yun Yao was surprised that this person was quite responsible.

Qi Funan took off his shirt jacket and tied it around her waist, saying, "Wash it and give it back to me later."

As soon as Qi Funan got closer, Yun Yao smelled the faint scent of laundry detergent on his clothes. It wasn't a particularly special smell, but it smelled quite nice on him.

Qi Funan took off his shirt jacket, revealing that he was only wearing a white vest underneath.

Yun Yao mentally commented that he had a good figure and didn't need the clothes to make him look good; he was totally handsome.

Return home in the evening.

Yun Yao pushed open the door and saw Yun Shiyue sitting on the sofa.

Long, slender, pale fingers held a glass of red wine, while her indifferent, aloof gaze fell upon the computer screen.

A black shirt accentuates the neat yet strong lines of someone his age.

His profile was sharp and cold. The gold-rimmed glasses exuded an air of asceticism and aloof sophistication.

Yun Yao didn't want to have much contact with this aloof and abstinent CEO brother, so she changed into slippers and prepared to sneak upstairs.

"You didn't even say hello when you came back. Who taught you to be so rude?"

"...", it was just as terrifying as she had imagined.

Yun Yao turned around, walked to the sofa, blinked, and asked softly, "Brother, didn't we say we were going to the old house tomorrow? Why aren't you resting yet?"

Yun Shiyue looked up at her, his gaze falling on the shirt around her waist.

"Out fooling around again?"

“…I didn’t.” Yun Yao was a little angry. What right did he have to make such a judgment about her so easily?

Yun Shiyue curled his lips into a cold smile, "Even if you're just fooling around, at least keep some people hidden. Don't embarrass the Yun family."

"I really don't."

Yun Yao was angry and aggrieved. It was bad enough that Shen Qihuan had framed her in the afternoon, but it was really too much for her cheap brother to criticize her so casually.

Female supporting characters also have human rights!

Why can she be accused of any crime?

When Yun Shiyue saw her pitiful and aggrieved expression, her trembling eyes were clear and pure, innocent and bright like a pampered little animal, inexplicably making her lovable.

But then he realized his own thoughts and couldn't help but laugh at himself. How could he actually find Yun Yao endearing? It was utterly ridiculous.

He said in a soft but stern voice, "Go upstairs and rest. Don't stay up too late and sleep in too long in the morning."

“…Oh.” Yun Yao silently shot arrows at him in her mind, thinking, “So what if he’s handsome and rich? He still has to go to work every day.”

Yun Shiyue looked up at her as if he had sensed something, "What are you thinking about?"

Caught red-handed, Yun Yao's lips curved into a smile as she looked at him, her voice soft and tender, "No, I just think you look really handsome working..."

The girl's lips curled up, her eyes curved, and she lifted her face like a pampered kitten, proud and silly.

Yun Shiyue suddenly felt a little agitated. He picked up the red wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"Don't think that by flattering me I'll protect you in front of Grandpa tomorrow."

"I know, I'm going upstairs to sleep." It's good enough that he didn't kick her when she was down; who would expect him to protect her?

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