After Yuan Jun left, Xia Bing explained, “He was injured and asked me to help, so…” Xia Bing couldn’t help but despise herself, why was she stammering, why was she explaining to Xia Hou Zun, feeling like she was being too obvious.
Xia Hou Zun looked at the slightly nervous woman before him. Was she explaining to him? Did she care about him?
“He has intentions towards you,” he simply pointed out, sensing Cheng Yuan Jun’s aggressive aura.
“Cheng Yuan Jun? He’s interested in any female. He was just beaten up…” Xia Bing paused, “You…”
Xia Bing saw a thin red mark on Xia Hou’s neck.
“What happened to your neck?”
Xia Hou touched his neck, his fingertip stained with blood.
“I lost my job. This was given to me by Xia Hou Yu when I left.”
“You two… did something happen?”
“I left because I didn’t want to be his puppet. Xia Hou Yu got angry and threw documents at me, probably scratching me then.”
“I’ll go borrow some medicine from Cheng Yuan Jun,” Xia Bing turned.
Xia Hou grabbed Xia Bing, his rough hand rubbing hers, feeling warm. Xia Bing looked up at him as he embraced her.
“I’ll be back soon,” Xia Bing whispered.
“I don’t like you being close to him. I hope you only care about me, that your eyes only follow me,” Xia Hou Zun didn’t care about explanations. Her explanations couldn’t reassure him. Facing such a charming man, any woman would look a few times…
Pretending Nothing Happened
The magnetic voice whispered sweet nothings, and Xia Bing felt her heart pounding violently.
Xia Hou leaned down to kiss Xia Bing, but she turned her head away.
“I’ll go buy a band-aid outside,” Xia Bing used this as an excuse to avoid Xia Hou’s eyes, wanting to calm down. Everything happened so fast, it felt unreal and left her at a loss.
Watching her hurry out, Xia Hou felt a sense of emptiness. Did she have no feelings for him? He had felt her attention… but why now…
He remembered what she said half a month ago. Was it because of her parents’ situation that she feared emotional attachment?
Xia Bing bought the band-aid, walking slowly, thinking about facing Xia Hou’s eyes or questioning, she felt an impulse to never return…
