Some girls' eyes were very scary, as if they wanted to pull her out of Lu Zixun's arms and beat her up.
Han Xiangzhu's hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and he begged again: "Brother Zixun, I, I can go to the infirmary by myself. Please put me down quickly."
She was in Lu Zixun's arms. The distance between the two was very close. Lu Zixun could clearly feel her nervousness. But he had no intention of putting her down.
"It's already bleeding. Are you sure you can walk on your own?" His voice was cold, with a hint of unhappiness.
Han Xiangzhu bit his lower lip subconsciously: "I can go by myself!"
"Afraid of Luo Yongmu misunderstanding?" Lu Zixun did not let her go, but suddenly asked a question that seemed strange to Han Xiangzhu.
"Ah——?" Han Xiangzhu's mind did not turn around.
"Can't he just memorize a few poems? What's so good about it?" Lu Zixun's voice was still light and cold, very different from the gentleness of the past.
"Brother Zixun, I think ancient poetry is beautiful! Don't you think so?" Han Xiangzhu blinked, not knowing why Lu Zixun was angry.
The infirmary will arrive soon.
Han Xiangzhu had some scratches on his hands and knees, and blood was already oozing out.
While the doctor was treating her, the other children of the Lu family also rushed over.
Ranran ran over and took her hand: "Xiangzhu, why are you so careless!"
Momo stood next to the doctor and took a look at her wounds: "Why did you fall like this?"
Dudu asked thoughtfully: "Sister Xiangzhu, does it hurt?"
Seeing their concern for him, Han Xiangzhu was very moved: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt very much."
Because it was just a few scratches, the doctor quickly treated the wound.
Lu Zixun wanted to take her home, but Han Xiangzhu got in front of him and took Ranran's hand: "Sister Momo, sister Ranran, could you please help me go back?"
"Of course!"
The three girls carefully helped her up.
"I'll call Uncle Wang later and ask him to pick you up." Momo said thoughtfully, supporting her.
Uncle Wang is the driver specially hired by the Lu family for their children.
Han Xiangzhu felt a little embarrassed: "No, it's only two stops away. I can just take the bus."
The fourteen-year-old girl's heart is already very sensitive, and she feels a little inferior because of what those people said just now. She doesn't want to trouble the Lu family anymore.
She and her mother have been living in the Lu family for nearly nine years. The Lu family treats them very well. However, a nanny is a nanny, and she is always different from the young masters and ladies of the Lu family.
Momo carefully felt that Han Xiangzhu seemed a little different today, and frowned slightly: "There is still a long way from the school to the bus stop. If you are injured, it is best to let Uncle Wang pick you up. Xiangzhu, you
It seems a little different today?"
Han Xiangzhu was afraid that they would discover his inferiority complex, so he quickly said: "No, no. Well, just let Uncle Wang come and pick me up!"
Three girls helped her walk towards the school gate, with six boys following behind them.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, their young figures were full of vitality and beauty.
When they arrived at the school gate, the driver, Uncle Wang, was already waiting for them.
When Momo was supporting Han Xiangzhu and preparing to get into the car, Lu Zili, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked curiously: "Sister Xiangzhu, do you really like that Luo Yongmu?"
