Sensing the coldness in Jun Shiling’s voice, Xia Wanyuan wanted to retract her foot, but Jun Shiling held her ankle tightly and didn’t let her move.
“I knocked it.” Xia Wanyuan felt a little guilty.
“Will it look like this after a knock?” Jun Shiling glanced at Xia Wanyuan’s leg. There was a large bruise where the bottom of her pants had been lifted. It was obvious that she had been hit by a great force.
Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan’s elbow and indeed saw some swelling. “You fought with someone,” Jun Shiling said affirmatively.
“I ran into a group of people who wanted to take Tang Yin away, so I…” Xia Wanyuan finally spoke the truth. However, under Jun Shiling’s cold gaze, she could not bring herself to say the rest.
Jun Shiling lowered his eyes and looked at Xia Wanyuan’s wound. No one knew what he was thinking about, but Xia Wanyuan felt that the pressure on him was getting lower. “I’m fine. It’s just a bruise. I’ll be fine in a few days.”
Jun Shiling suddenly stood up, picked Xia Wanyuan up horizontally, and walked upstairs.
Xia Wanyuan wanted to say something, but when she saw Jun Shiling’s cold side profile that was pursed tightly, she swallowed her words and obediently stayed in Jun Shiling’s arms.
Jun Shiling’s aura was extremely terrifying, but his actions were very gentle as he placed Xia Wanyuan on the bed. He found a medical box and gently applied the medicine for Xia Wanyuan.
“Hiss.” Jun Shiling applied some ointment on the bruises. Only then did Xia Wanyuan feel a little pain.
Seeing Xia Wanyuan’s leg shrink in pain, Jun Shiling paused and frowned even more, his actions becoming lighter.
After finally treating the wounds on Xia Wanyuan’s legs and arms, Jun Shiling remained silent with a cold expression.
Jun Shiling?” Seeing that Jun Shiling was about to leave after applying the medicine, Xia Wanyuan called out to him.
“What?” Jun Shiling asked coldly.
“Don’t be angry. It really doesn’t hurt much. I’ll…” Xia Wanyuan was about to say that she would definitely pay attention next time.
“It hurts me.” Jun Shiling’s deep voice sounded in the room, stunning Xia Wanyuan.
With that, Jun Shiling left the bedroom, and Xia Wanyuan did not stop him.
Not long after, Jun Shiling entered the bedroom and placed the water, snacks, and fruits by the bed. Jun Shiling rolled up his sleeves and sat by the side, peeling oranges for Xia Wanyuan.
“Jun Shiling?” Looking at Jun Shiling peeling the orange seriously with his head lowered, but the corners of his lips were still tight, Xia Wanyuan could not help but call out, but Jun Shiling did not reply.
“You’re not going to talk to me anymore?”
Jun Shiling still did not speak. He quietly handed the peeled orange to Xia Wanyuan.
Xia Wanyuan did not take the orange. Instead, she passed Jun Shiling’s hand that was holding the orange and tugged at his sleeve.
“Brother, don’t be angry, okay?”
Jun Shiling’s hand paused. He suddenly looked up and saw a smile in Xia Wanyuan’s eyes.
“Look, I’ve already called you brother. Can you stop being angry with me?”
With Xia Wanyuan’s call of Brother and her smile, Jun Shiling felt as if his heart had been split into two. One half was warm in the clouds, and the other half was roasted in the fire.
“Okay?” Xia Wanyuan gently tugged at Jun Shiling’s sleeve again.
Jun Shiling sighed softly in his heart. He really could not do anything to her.
“Where did you learn these sweet nothings?” Jun Shiling said helplessly. Finally, he was no longer ignoring her.
Jun Shiling put down the orange that had been poked by Xia Wanyuan calling him ‘Brother’, dried his hands, and peeled another one for her.
