Chapter 46

He looks, is he really that scary?

Mrs. Zhou's grandson just went to kindergarten. She couldn't see her outside and missed her very much.

She was so excited to be able to go back to see her at last.

See her tardy don't go, LAN Jingyan is not pleased of pick eyebrow, "still have what matter?"

"No more." Mrs. Zhou shook her head busily. She pointed to the kitchen and said, "I'll see if Miss Fu needs my help."

With that, she was about to step into the kitchen.

LAN Jingyan stopped her, "no need."

There is no doubt about the tone.

Mrs. Zhou stopped and looked at LAN Jingyan's haughty appearance. She immediately understood his meaning, "I understand, I understand!"

The old man left with an ambiguous smile.

LAN Jingyan looks at her without expression, then turns to the kitchen and looks at Fu Zhiran's busy figure.

His handsome face was gradually covered with a thick haze.

Fu Zhiran made a cabbage box and came out. LAN Jingyan was still staring at her. She was stunned. Then she walked up to him and asked with a smile, "OK, do you want to try it?"

"No." LAN Jingyan suddenly reaches out his hand and overturns the plate in Fu Zhiran's hand.

Three cabbage boxes fell to the ground and the plates broke.

Fu Zhiran was startled by LAN Jingyan's sudden action. She shrunk her neck and stepped back several steps.

Staring at him in fear.

LAN Jingyan was completely awake, looking at the scene on the ground, and then at Fu Zhiran's pale face.

He busily got up and squatted down, first picked up the three cabbage boxes and put them on the table, and then began to pick up the broken dishes.

Fu Zhiran also recovered, and quickly stopped LAN Jingyan, "don't pick it up, be careful to cut it."

The words didn't fall, the palm of LAN Jingyan's hand was really punctured by the plate fragments.

He was... On purpose.

Clearly should hate this woman, but scared her, he still can't help but blame himself.

Looking at the bright red blood flowing out of his palm, Fu Zhiran panicked, took a napkin, squatted down, grabbed his hand, helped him stop bleeding, and scolded painfully, "I said you don't believe it."

But the wound seemed so deep that the paper couldn't stop the blood.

Fu Zhiran anxiously drags LAN Jingyan up, "come out quickly, wash the wound with alcohol, and see if there are broken dishes in it."

They got up.

LAN Jingyan suddenly stretched out another long arm and hugged Fu Zhiran.

Bending over, chin on her shoulder, "Fu Zhiran, do you blame me for not being with you when your family had an accident?"

That's why I married someone else.

"No Fu Zhiran shakes her head and pats LAN Jingyan's back with her hands.

Not sure of his hand, she quickly pushed him away, pulled him into the living room, and ordered sister-in-law Zhou to bring the medicine box.

Looking at LAN Jingyan's hand bleeding so much, sister-in-law Zhou was also frightened, "how did you do this, young master?"

"The bowl is broken. It's cut."

Fu Zhiran returned to sister-in-law Zhou and said to her, "by the way, sister-in-law Zhou, go clean the restaurant."

"Good." Mrs. Zhou nodded away.

"Don't pick it up with your hands."

Fu Zhiran takes the medicated cotton dipped in alcohol and carefully cleans the wound for LAN Jingyan.

Every time the cotton touched his wound, her whole body trembled, as if the pain was her own.

LAN Jingyan looked at her, thick eyelashes, like two small fans, white and pink cheeks, may have two acne because of staying up late.