Although Ling Moyuan usually appears aloof and indifferent, he has always been very caring towards her and has never been so cold towards her before.

But now that they know she has an injured foot, they still let her leave like this. Thinking about this, Mo Jing felt a little wronged.

She stubbornly bit her lower lip, remaining silent, her face showing a hint of sadness. Then, enduring the pain, she leaned against the refrigerator, trying to step outside.

The excruciating pain in her feet was nothing compared to the pain in Mo Jing's heart. She had only taken two steps when her ankles started to burn.

"What are you doing?" Ling Moyuan, who had already left, came back with a plastic bag in his hand. He looked at Mo Jing reproachfully and said, "Don't you know your foot is injured? Why aren't you standing there properly?"

"None of your business." Mo Jing didn't know why Ling Moyuan had come back, but the angry little woman clearly hadn't forgotten what had happened when he left her.

Ling Moyuan's handsome eyebrows twitched, but he didn't reply.

Mo Jing hopped on her uninjured foot, trying to slowly jump out the door. Ling Moyuan's hawk-like eyes glared at Mo Jing, and he said in a slightly forceful voice, "Stand there and don't move."

"You..." Mo Jing was speechless with anger. Although she was angry at Ling Moyuan's attitude, she did not move again.

Ling Moyuan opened the refrigerator, filled a small bag with ice from the ice bucket, put it in a bag, and then closed the refrigerator. He did all these actions naturally and smoothly.

Then, seeing Mo Jing's sullen face, he picked her up in his arms to her surprise, saying, "Silly girl."

"What are you doing? Put me down!"

"Put you down so you can walk up to the second floor yourself?" Ling Moyuan raised an eyebrow.

"I can jump up there myself."

"Playing zombies in the middle of the night! Be quiet!"

"..."

The fish behind me was still leaping and jumping with all its might.

...

Inside the room, Mo Jing braced her hands on the edge of the bed, her back against the pillow, her face showing some pain, and even her clear eyes were filled with tears.

From behind, Ling Moyuan was bending over, tucking his head between Mo Jing's legs.

"Ah, ah, ah, it hurts so much—" Mo Jing's scream shattered the silence of the night.

Ling Moyuan held an ice pack and applied it to Mo Jing's ankle repeatedly. "Bear with it. If you don't apply it today, it will be so swollen you won't be able to walk tomorrow. I always thought you weren't very smart, but I never thought you'd be so clumsy as to slip on a fish." Ling Moyuan's voice was indifferent, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sarcasm or concern.

But Mo Jing felt wronged by what she heard, and stubbornly complained, "It's all because of you. You gave me a hard time as soon as you came back and hid in your room. I saw that you hadn't eaten dinner, so I wanted to cook you a meal. Who knew that the fish I kept in the trough would jump out and I would step on them?"

Ling Moyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at Mo Jing, and said, "Did you do something wrong?"

Mo Jing remained silent.

She then glanced at Ling Moyuan, bit her lower lip, and said, "Moyuan, I know you're angry because I took a risk. But I really did consider my own safety. I know you secretly sent people to protect me. That's why I dared to do this. I promised you that I would always protect myself first, and I've always remembered that."

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Second update! Continuing to update!