"Huo Linfeng," Tang Yaoyao called softly.

Upon hearing this, Huo Linfeng glanced at Tang Yaoyao.

Upon seeing her, his previously indifferent expression immediately softened, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.

"You're back."

Just by sitting there, he was like a landscape painting of spring breeze and harmony, exuding a noble temperament from the inside out.

Beneath his previously gentle appearance, however, lay a hint of pallor, and the color of his lips was not as rosy as it had been at the beginning.

Seeing that he looked tired, Tang Yaoyao assumed he hadn't rested well and asked, "Are you tired? You must have had a hard day."

She was too busy to notice this.

But Huo Linfeng had no obligation to take care of her father.

I feel really bad that he's been keeping watch here for so long.

"It's alright." Huo Linfeng didn't care about so much and looked at the unconscious Tang Shengze: "I said I would take care of your father."

Tang Yaoyao noticed that his complexion was off: "I haven't seen you for a while, but you look much more haggard. Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go and rest for a while?"

Huo Linfeng subconsciously stretched his hand back: "Really?"

"I might be a little tired."

He didn't want Tang Yaoyao to notice that he had given blood to Tang Shengze, and seeing that there was nothing serious at the moment, he also prepared to replenish his energy.

"Then you go back and rest. I'll take care of things here."

"Hmm." Huo Linfeng said calmly, "I'll come again tomorrow."

Tang Yaoyao thought that since Xiao Jinhan was so busy, Huo Linfeng should be very busy too: "If you're busy with work, there's no need to run back and forth every day..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and saw that Huo Linfeng's wrist was bandaged.

She remembered that when she came over just now, Huo Linfeng was completely unharmed, so why was his hand bandaged?

Immediately, he asked, "Wait, is your hand injured?"

Huo Linfeng was about to step out the door when he suddenly heard Tang Yaoyao speak, and then he looked at his hand.

He was wearing a suit, and the wound was hidden under the sleeve. Perhaps Tang Yaoyao's eyes were too sharp, but she could even see that little bit of gauze.

Before Huo Linfeng could come up with an excuse, Tang Yaoyao ran up and grabbed his wrist.

His skin was so fair that any blemishes were too obvious, no wonder his complexion wasn't very good.

Huo Linfeng looked down at Tang Yaoyao, as if he wanted to figure things out, and struggled to free his hand: "It's just a minor injury."

Tang Yaoyao wasn't stupid; how could she have gotten injured out of nowhere? "You injured your wrist, why didn't you tell me? How did you get hurt?"

She hadn't thought of going to that area.

"It was an accidental scratch," Huo Linfeng said casually, not paying any attention to the injury.

But in Tang Yaoyao's eyes, he didn't seem to take care of her much, not even caring that his precious hand was injured.

This doesn't seem like his style.

“This doesn’t look like an accident. You’ve bandaged it so thickly, the wound must be quite deep.”

Huo Linfeng smiled and stopped struggling: "You figured it out. It's because of excessive blood loss that my complexion isn't very good. So I need to go back and replenish myself so I don't faint in front of you."

He even had the mind to joke around.

But Tang Yaoyao couldn't laugh at anything.

The person she respects most will make her uncomfortable even if he suffers the slightest injustice.

She wanted to touch Huo Linfeng's wrist, hoping it would heal quickly.

But Huo Linfeng refused.

He was afraid she would know the whole process of him giving Tang Shengze a blood transfusion.

I didn't want her to feel guilty.

He said he would protect her well, so he must protect everything about her.

I shouldn't make her sad.