She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Yu Wei shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "You only have eyes for her, you clearly still care about her. If I hadn't been so persistent, you probably wouldn't have accepted me at all!"

“I told you, it’s over between her and me a long time ago. What you’re saying is just your speculation.”

Yu Wei's eyes were red, her face pale and pained. She bit her lip and struggled for a long time before finally saying in a trembling voice, "Is that so? You know in your heart whether it's true or not. A person's mouth may lie, but their eyes won't!"

Song Yuchen frowned deeply and remained silent.

Tears welled up in Yu Wei's eyes, her face filled with sorrow and pain as she watched him back step by step: "I understand, I understand..."

She took a breath, feeling wronged, and choked out, "I won't bother you anymore, go find her!"

After saying that, she turned and ran away.

Song Yuchen's eyes dimmed, his face froze, and he reached out but grabbed nothing.

He stood frozen in place, watching Yu Wei's figure disappear quickly at the end of the corridor, but his feet wouldn't budge as he tried to follow.

At that moment, the ward door opened and someone came out.

A fat man with a full beard, his face so dark it looked like ink could drip from it.

He saw Song Yuchen wearing a hat and mask, glared at her fiercely, and walked away.

In the hospital room, Wu Sirou, exhausted from crying, peeked through the half-open door and saw him outside. Her eyes lit up immediately: "Brother Chen!"

Song Yuchen composed himself and stepped inside.

"How are you doing?"

It would have been better if she hadn't asked. Once she did, Wu Sirou's anger, which she had just suppressed, surged up again.

"Brother Chen! I'm not okay, I'm so bad! That bitch Xu Fangli, she actually dared to have someone break my wrist bone, do you know how much it hurts?"

"The doctor said that if my wrist doesn't heal properly, I might be left with a disability and won't even be able to hold a bowl of rice! That bitch Xu Fangli, she's ruined me like this, I'll never let her get away with this!"

She kept calling her a "bitch," completely oblivious to the fleeting look of disgust in Song Yuchen's eyes.

"Let's talk about these things later. Right now, your most important thing is to recover well. As for Fang Li... I'll find a chance to make her apologize to you."

"An apology?" Wu Sirou was like a powder keg ready to explode: "I'm injured like this, and she can't make up for it with a casual apology."

Her face was filled with resentment: "I want her to suffer the same pain as me! No, ten or a hundred times more than me!"

Seeing that she was so stubborn and full of venom, Song Yuchen lost his patience.

He said a few words briefly, then got up and left.

-

What did the landlord say?

Fang Li stayed indoors all day, and Wen Yang finally called in the evening.

"The one you liked has already been signed. The landlord took me to see another one today. It's not far away, and the location and natural light are good. This one also has an attic and a rooftop garden of over 100 square meters, which I think is perfect, but..."

"Just what?"

Wen Yang: "The landlord wants to raise the price and says you have to sign it in person."

“If you think it’s suitable, it’s okay to raise the price.” Fang Li pondered for a moment and said, “How about this, you help me make an appointment with the landlord, I’ll go to him tomorrow morning, and if it goes well, we can sign the contract.”

"Tomorrow morning? Are you sure you can get out? Will your spouse agree?"

Wen Yang's three consecutive questions made Fang Li's ears turn red.

"Whether I come out or not is my freedom, what does it have to do with him?"

"is it?"

"Otherwise, stop being so sarcastic!"

"Okay, as long as you can come out, I'll talk to the landlord."

After saying that, Wen Yang suddenly added, "By the way, I heard that Wu Sirou's injuries were quite serious. To prevent her family from retaliating in secret, remember to ask your husband for two people when you come out tomorrow."

Husband?

Fang Li felt a little strange when she suddenly heard someone address Han Xi that way.

Her tone was a little awkward: "I understand."

"Remember to speak nicely, believe me, as long as you're willing to be a little coquettish, 99% of men can't resist."

Wen Yang smiled meaningfully, and before Fang Li could get angry, she quickly hung up the phone.

......

night.

Fang Li sat on the sofa, glancing at the time every now and then, her mind racing as she considered how to tell Han Xi about going out tomorrow when he returned.

Does Wen Yang really want me to act cute and coquettish?

Fang Li looked up slightly, and the thought of that scene gave her goosebumps.

She decided against it, fearing that Han Xi might slap her away.

Around eight o'clock, Han Xi returned from the company. When he entered, Fang Li was standing in the kitchen, doing something.

Han Xi took off his cufflinks, bent down and placed them on the cabinet, casually rolling up his sleeves as he walked over. "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing the sound, Fang Li didn't turn around but hurriedly said anxiously, "Don't come in yet, it'll be ready soon!"

Han Xi raised an eyebrow, stopped in his tracks, and stood tall and slender by the kitchen doorway, quietly watching the delicate figure behind him.

in the kitchen.

Fang Li clumsily held the cleaver and chopped the ginger on the cutting board, one stroke at a time.

She thought about it for a long time and felt that the ancient saying "He who eats another's food is bound to be grateful" was more reasonable than Wen Yang's suggestion of acting coquettishly.

Although someone like Han Xi shouldn't care about delicacies, the fact that she personally made soup shows her deep affection, and even if he doesn't like it, he still has to give her some face.

Besides, Han Xi is used to eating Michelin-starred food and probably rarely eats simple home-cooked meals.

Although she doesn't know how to cook, there are plenty of video tutorials online. Making just one dish or one soup shouldn't be too difficult.

Han Xi leaned against the kitchen door frame, his thin, pale lips curving slightly as he looked at the woman's slender waist, which appeared even more delicate as it was gently bound by the apron. His gaze was deep and warm.

"What did you do?"

Fang Li, who was being serious and careful, was startled: "Ah...!"

"Damn it!"

Han Xi's face suddenly darkened. He took two steps forward, snatched the knife from Fang Li's hand, and threw it onto the kitchen counter. He grabbed her fair hand with his large hand, and his cold eyes swept over the bright red blood oozing from the tip of her white index finger, instantly turning cold.

Fang Li frowned slightly, hunching her shoulders and cautiously looking at Han Xi.

"I didn't..."

She fell silent the moment she met his dark gaze.

If he hadn't suddenly spoken up, she wouldn't have been so startled. She accidentally cut her finger, why was he being so fierce? Honestly!

Han Xi's brows furrowed so deeply they looked like a fly had been trapped between them.

He stared at Fang Li for a moment, then held her hand tightly and walked out.

He led her to the living room, pressed her into the sofa, got up and went to the study without saying a word. When he came out, he was carrying this small medicine box.

Fang Li sat obediently on the sofa, quietly watching someone walk towards her with a gloomy expression, and secretly swallowed.

"It's just a minor injury..."

The sound is so soft it's barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

Han Xi placed the medicine box on the coffee table, opened it, and silently took out cotton swabs. He cleaned the bloodstains and then disinfected the area in an orderly, serious, and meticulous manner.

Fang Li looked at him, not daring to utter a sound.

Although it was just a small wound, Han Xi treated it with extreme care.

After applying the medicine and putting on a band-aid, Han Xi closed the medicine box and sat down beside her with a dark expression, watching her.

"I am fine."