After going out from Li Junting's bedroom that day, Lingxi immediately informed Zhao Shujin to clean up the metal fragments on the ground inside.

The reason why she retreated was not because she was afraid, but because she was worried about the safety of Li Junting.

Lingxi is afraid that if he stays there, he will be stimulated to smash more things.

Li Junting can only move on a wheelchair now.

Going to bed and going to the bathroom to solve physiological problems, which are simple and natural for ordinary people, have become extremely heavy for him.

As long as you think of this, Lingxi's chest will be filled with weak pain.

So high spirited man, but become anything can not do without the help of others.

He is Li Junting, the second young master of the Li family. He always wants wind and rain. How can he face such a gap.

"Knock, second young lady, may I come in?"

Outside the door, suddenly heard the voice of Uncle Zhao.

Lingxi quickly put down her high clothes and put the medicine box just found under the table.

"Yes, uncle Zhao, come in."

Lingxi sat on the sofa, motionless.

She didn't tell anyone about the injury in Li Junting's room just now.

This kind of injury is a small matter for her. The wounds on her left arm and back waist have been treated just now.

Uncle Zhao enters the room and puts a tray full of food in front of her.

Uncle Zhao: "young lady, you haven't had dinner tonight. I told the kitchen to make something at will and bring it to you."

"Thank you, uncle Zhao." Ling Xi nodded, but Li Junting was concerned: "what's the matter with the second young master? He Is it quiet? "

The second young master, who is so cruel and indifferent, met Lingxi for the first time.

No wonder that before she insisted on coming, the eldest young master would say that to her. It turned out that the matter was more serious than she had imagined.

"Don't worry. The second young master has gone to bed." Zhao shu looked at Lingxi, but he didn't want to talk.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Madam Er Shao, although it's a bit presumptuous for me to say so, but There is one thing I want to suggest to you as an old servant, or as an elder who has watched the young masters grow up. "

"Uncle Zhao, don't say that. Just tell me what you want to say." For Lingxi, uncle Zhao is more than a servant.

He is not sticking gold on his face, but the real one is an elder of Li family, an elder who accompanies and guards silently.

Uncle Zhao nodded: "I'll tell you. I'd like to ask the second young lady if there was a conflict between you and the second young master just now. Is it because you showed compassion and sympathy for him? "

Ling Xi's expression was stunned: "I......"

What happened in the room just now had a great impact on her.

For a while, Lingxi didn't remember whether she showed it or not, but it was a pity for her to see such a Li Junting.

Uncle Zhao doesn't need Lingxi to answer. He has already guessed the answer just by looking at her trembling eyes.

Uncle Zhao: "second young lady, your feelings for the second young master can be felt by anyone in the Li family. No matter the eldest young master, the eldest young lady or even my servant, I have never doubted your affection for the second young master.

However, the second young master is no longer an ordinary person. Because of the accident two years ago, he became suspicious and sensitive. What he can feel may not be your feelings for him. It is easier for him to feel the sympathy and pity of others for him. "