Lin Xiaoman had accidentally touched the kettle and burned her hand. She was covering the burned area, looking pitiful and delicate.
Huo Qizhi ran over in a panic, grabbing her hand: “Let me see, what happened?”
On her delicate hand, the burned area was particularly obvious.
“After getting burned, you should rinse it with water immediately.”
While speaking, he turned on the faucet and rinsed Lin Xiaoman’s hand under cold water: “Keep rinsing, I’ll get some medicine.”
“It’s nothing, not serious,” Lin Xiaoman pulled him back. Huo Qizhi’s reaction was much larger than she had imagined. Although unexpected, seeing Xi Xue’er’s expression made her feel more comfortable; the plan was progressing smoothly.
Step one: Show an intimate relationship with Huo Qizhi in front of Xi Xue’er to make her jealous. Success.
“How can it not matter, be careful not to scar,” Huo Qizhi looked at her, his tone gentle. “Such a beautiful hand, it would be bad to leave a scar.”
“Thank you,” Lin Xiaoman’s face turned slightly red, looking incredibly alluring. Not just Huo Qizhi, but the other actors present were also stunned.
Xi Xue’er frowned, realizing the situation was more complicated than she had imagined.
Huo Qizhi’s feelings for Lin Xiaoman seemed to be more than just liking someone who looked like Tang Feifei. His nervousness and concern made Xi Xue’er feel uneasy.
What was Lin Xiaoman thinking?
As long as she had no feelings for Huo Qizhi, everything would be fine. But from the way she looked at him, Xi Xue’er felt they were not entirely innocent.
“I don’t care about these things,” Xi Xueer said softly, hooking her arm around his neck, her eyes flirtatious, “I’m willing to do anything as long as I can be with you.”
Huo Qizhi looked at her, but another woman’s face appeared before his eyes.
He suddenly stood up: “But I can’t be this selfish.”
Seeing his unusual behavior, Xi Xueer became even more determined to announce their relationship.
“Although you’re busy, can you spare some time to accompany me the day after tomorrow?”
Before Huo Qizhi could refuse, he heard her say—
“It’s my birthday.”
★ Chapter Sixty-Three: Provocation
