But then Xia Wan came running up and stood in the doorway, her little face beaming with a smile like a spring breeze, looking up at him blankly.

Cui Ziqi had a bad feeling.

That smile of hers definitely has ulterior motives!

He frowned slightly and took a step back. "What are you going to do?"

Xia Wan's eyes darted around, and she pointed to her face. "My face is injured. Could you help me apply some medicine before you leave?"

"No." Cui Ziqi said decisively.

"The first-aid kit is under the coffee table; you can apply it yourself by looking in the mirror."

As Cui Ziqi reached for the doorknob again, Xia Wan blocked his way.

She pouted, looking unhappy, and held up her wrist, which had just been scratched red by Cui Ziqi, to him, her voice carrying a hint of accusation.

"See this? You're the one who injured me! You didn't hurt my face, so I'll treat it myself, but you hurt my wrist, so you're responsible for treating it for me!"

Cui Ziqi glanced at the red marks on her wrist, his cold gaze falling on her self-righteous face.

"You want me to stay?"

"Is my meaning that obvious?" Xia Wan blinked, pretending to be clueless.

Cui Ziqi pursed his lips, looking at Xia Wan's rosy lips, and suddenly a blush appeared behind his ears, as if he was thinking of something.

After a long silence, he finally managed to utter a single sentence.

"You think I'd give myself to you right now? No way!"

After saying that, he pulled Xia Wan away, opened the door and went out in one smooth motion without stopping for even a moment.

"Hello!"

Just as Xia Wan was about to chase after her, a surge of electricity suddenly coursed through her veins, causing her body to convulse and instantly collapse to the ground.

Is the punishment coming so quickly?