Jian Qian was so frightened that she lowered her head and admitted her mistake: "It's all my fault. I forced my sister to go shopping."
"Don't blame yourself, finding the mastermind is the key."
Zhuo Jian told her.
Jian Qian bit her lip and nodded, but how could she not blame herself?
The man called her Jian Qian's name, but hurt Zhuo Jian.
Fortunately, it was just a skin injury this time, but...
Zhuo Jian has been a wealthy person since she was a child, and now she is the young lady of the Fu family and the mistress of the family. With her status, she should not have such a flesh wound.
Fu Yanye did not blame Jian Qian, because he knew that Jian Qian was very important to Zhuo Jian, and Zhuo Jian would be unhappy if he blamed Jian Qian.
But I feel sorry for my own woman.
The person who applied the medicine to her was still a male doctor. Fu Yanye only glanced at it and stopped looking at it.
It was just that when Zhuo Jian stood up, tears of pain were about to fall out, but she insisted on keeping silent. Fu Yanye wanted to hug her, but he was afraid of involving her injured area, so he could only endure it and whispered: "Slow down."
"Um."
Zhuo Jian agreed and was supported by him as he slowly walked out.
"Qianqian, I'll have someone take you back. I've asked bodyguards to follow you during this period. If anything happens, please contact me immediately. Don't carry it alone."
After Zhuo Jian walked out, he turned back and told Jian Qian.
"Um."
Jian Qian agreed, but after seeing her leave, she blamed herself and lowered her head.
"Miss, can I help you take care of your wounds?"
She also had injuries on her waist.
Jian Qian thought for a while and nodded: "Yeah."
She has her own feelings, it's not heavy.
Goodbye Feng Ying, a week has passed.
In the middle of the night, she heard a knock on the door and went to open it. When she saw him, her heart dropped, "Why did you come here?"
"You are hurt?"
The two people said in unison.
Then Feng Ying strode in and stood in front of her, "Where?"
"It doesn't matter to me, it's my sister who's seriously injured."
"It's from the Feng family. Some of them discovered that I have been in contact with you."
"..."
Jian Qian had actually thought of this possibility before. Jian Qian had told her about the Feng family, and they all restrained and blackmailed each other, even the old, weak, sick and Confucian people around them.
But now she listens and doesn't even care.
Because he came back well, even though it took a few days longer than the promised date.
"As long as you're fine."
Jian Qian smiled, holding back this sentence for a long time.
When Feng Ying saw her smiling, he smiled too and asked her, "Haven't you remembered yet?"
Jian Qian: "..."
Well, no.
Feng Ying took her hand and led her to the sofa.
The two of them were sitting together, and Feng Ying asked her: "I don't think about it anymore, just think about it slowly, where is it hurt? Show me."
"On the waist."
Jian Qian said, suddenly feeling a little hot.
Feng Ying looked at her and said, "Turn around."
Obviously his voice was very soft, but Jian Qian's face felt extremely hot.
I don't know what prompted her to turn around.
Feng Ying lifted up the hem of her pajamas and saw clearly the scarred wound. It wasn't very serious, but...
The skin of a beautiful woman is always fragile and extremely precious, but it was injured because of him.
"Qianqian, I'm sorry."
He suddenly said this and called her Qianqian softly.
Jian Qian slowly turned around and looked at him again, "Why are you saying sorry?"
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt. It was me who showed up when you were on a business trip, and they confirmed that I have a close relationship with you."
"..."
Not a shallow relationship?
Well, if they have slept with each other, it counts as a close relationship, and it is indeed a close relationship.
But......
She boldly looked at him again, and then said jokingly: "Didn't you tell them that we actually have nothing?"