Love is as vast as the Milky Way, impossible to cross.

Huo Muchen frowned slightly, a hint of concern flashing in his eyes:

How is your arm? Should we call a doctor to take a look?

Liu Shiyin raised her head, gently shook her head, and forced a smile:

"It's alright, Mr. Huo, it's just a minor burn. Applying ice will do the trick."

Looking at her resolute appearance, Huo Muchen couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

He walked to Liu Shiyin's side, took the ice from her hand, and gently applied it to her wound.

Liu Shiyin was slightly taken aback, then immediately withdrew her arm.

"Mr. Huo, I can do it myself,"

As she spoke, she reached for the ice pack in Huo Muchen's hand.

Huo Muchen casually tossed the ice pack into the trash can, grabbed Liu Shiyin's arm, and dragged her upstairs without a word.

Liu Shiyin was startled by Huo Muchen's sudden action. A sense of fear welled up in her heart, and she struggled to break free from his grasp.

"Mr. Huo, what are you doing? Please let me go!"

But Huo Muchen did not stop. He gripped Liu Shiyin's wrist tightly, his voice low and cold:

"Speak louder if you want Qin Xiang to hear you."

Upon hearing Huo Muchen's words, Liu Shiyin paused for a moment, then fell silent. Huo Muchen, however, smiled indifferently and led her upstairs to his room.

Huo Muchen gently placed her arm on the table, carefully examining the burn. His movements were gentle and focused.

After the examination, Huo Muchen took out a bottle of burn ointment from the drawer and gently applied it to Liu Shiyin's wound.

"Okay, be careful not to get the wound wet these next few days. Here, take this ointment and apply it as directed every day."

After saying that, Huo Muchen got up and was about to walk towards the door.

Liu Shiyin watched Huo Muchen's figure gradually disappear into the distance, her doubts as deep as a fog.

She didn't understand why Huo Muchen would suddenly treat her this way. Despite her confusion, she nodded gently and whispered her gratitude.

"Thank you, Mr. Huo."

Huo Muchen paused slightly after hearing Liu Shiyin's thanks, as if touched by some emotion.

However, he did not turn around, but continued walking outside.

On his way to work, Huo Muchen sat in the car, staring intently ahead, his heart filled with a surge of restlessness.

He tried to sort out his thoughts, but found that he couldn't explain the tension and concern that immediately welled up in his heart when he saw Liu Shiyin's burns.

This inexplicable emotion troubled Huo Muchen, who was not someone who was easily swayed by emotions.

He began to reflect on his behavior, trying to find the reason behind his emotions. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not get a clear answer.

He slammed on the gas pedal, and the car shot off like an arrow, instantly breaking the surrounding silence.

The speed increase seemed to take away his frustration, leaving only a fleeting landscape and the whistling wind.

Huo Muchen gripped the steering wheel tightly, his gaze firm and profound, as if searching for some kind of answer.

At that moment, he seemed to become one with the car, driving together on this endless road, temporarily leaving his inner turmoil behind.

"Xiangxiang, when did you get back? You didn't even give me a heads-up."

Qin Xiang's good friend Xu Xiaofan asked, her tone carrying a hint of reproach and curiosity.

She looked around and, finding Huo Muchen not present, then asked:

"Where's Brother Mu Chen? Why isn't he here?"

Qin Xiang responded calmly:

"He went to the company."

Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in Xu Xiaofan's eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She sighed softly, seemingly regretting not being able to see Huo Muchen.

But she quickly regained her usual smile and started chatting with Qin Xiang about other topics.