Song Lin said with a complicated expression: "You were injured, why didn't you tell me? I am your husband. If you avoid me in everything you do, I will have all sorts of thoughts."

Shen Xu lowered his head and whispered, "I've been too busy lately. I want to finish everything quickly, but I'm afraid you'll worry, so..."

She quickly explained, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it just looks scary. The bruises will go away in a few days and it will be fine."

"So when you say you're feeling unwell, you mean this?" Song Lin's tone softened. He put his arm around her shoulders and caressed the bruised area with heartache.

Shen Xu leaned his face against his chest, listening to his slightly rapid heartbeat due to nervousness, and his tone softened, “I shouldn’t have hidden it from you.

But I want to resolve these matters quickly, and return to that small courtyard with you to live a carefree life. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would stop me, and I was also afraid you would cause trouble for the Xue brothers and sisters.

"There are so many things going on in the world, and new problems arise every day. How can you solve them all by yourself? You are injured and need to rest well."

“I’m almost well, so I asked Xue Yan to help me.

You were too impulsive. You shouldn't have caused trouble for Xue Yan, let alone knocked his mask away.

If this matter were known to someone with ulterior motives, they would definitely make a big fuss about it, and then we and the Xue brothers and sisters would be in a very dangerous situation. "Shen Xu carefully explained the reason to Song Lin.

Song Lin held her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I was too reckless. I was worried about losing you, so I went to trouble Xue Yan."

"Okay, I know everything. This is my fault. I was too busy these past few days and didn't tell you in detail. Go get dressed and go to bed. We can talk tomorrow if there's anything else. I'm really tired."