After a brief exchange of consciousness, Yan Xi immediately came back to her senses, pretended to suddenly realize what he meant, and looked up at him.
"I'm not afraid. I think that in my current situation, one more piece of negative information isn't a big deal. What's more, we have a clean record, so what's there to be afraid of? And didn't you say before that we don't need to live in the eyes of others? Have you forgotten?"
Of course, well...it's hard to say whether I will be cleared of all charges in the future.
After hearing this, Gu Qingmo immediately smiled and said, "I haven't forgotten. As long as you are not worried, I am not worried either. Let's go."
"Okay." Yan Xi was delighted, and happily called the assistant and got into the car with Gu Qingmo.
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When Qiao Ruoxi arrived at the designated location, she saw the familiar white car.
She walked over happily and the car door was opened, waiting for her to get in.
In the car, Lin Zewan was wearing a little black dress, her long, shiny black hair hanging down in front of her chest. Seeing Qiao Ruoxi sweating profusely, she frowned slightly and wiped her hair skillfully, "Why are you so late today?"
Qiao Ruoxi smiled brightly, "We have a night show tonight so we're a little late. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"It's not long. Are you hungry? I bought you some crispy biscuits on the way here. Try them." Lin Zewan smiled and took out a small paper bag from the side.
Qiao Ruoxi's brows lit up immediately, "Thank you, Zewan."
As he spoke, he reached out to take it, but accidentally touched her thigh. In an instant, the smile on Lin Zewan's face froze slightly, a hint of pain flashed in his eyes, and he brought his legs together and moved a little further away.
Qiao Ruoxi didn't miss her reaction. She was stunned for a moment and looked at her legs. "Ze Wan, what's wrong with your legs?"
Hearing this, Lin Zewan sat up straight, patted his legs nonchalantly, and smiled with a relaxed look on his face. "It's okay, it's just that your hand was too hot, so I subconsciously moved it away. Don't think too much about it. Oh, by the way, your birthday is next week. What gift do you want? I can prepare it in advance."
"Ze Wan, don't change the subject, just let me see." Qiao Ruoxi's expression became serious.
Lin Zewan bit his lower lip and lowered his head in silence.
Qiao Ruoxi pursed her lips, and while she was silent, she took the initiative to lift up the hem of her skirt, revealing her long white legs. However, the dense red spots on her thighs, which seemed to be burns, were particularly eye-catching, causing her to shudder all over.
Seeing this, Lin Zewan quickly lifted the hem of her black skirt and clutched it tightly in panic, not daring to look at her. "Ruo, Ruoxi, this is from when I was cooking today. I accidentally got scalded by hot oil. I've applied ointment, and it will be fine soon."
Qiao Ruoxi looked at her steadily, "Is it really just like this?"
She had seen several times that she always had some scars on her body, bruises and purples, but every time, she said that she had hurt herself accidentally, or she hesitated and looked around to talk about other things.
Lin Zewan felt very uncomfortable under her particularly serious gaze. His heart was beating fast and his eyes were dodging. "Of course, Ruoxi, don't you believe me?"
"I don't disbelieve you." Qiao Ruoxi took a deep breath, "But you have to tell me the truth. We have known each other for so many years, and I don't want you to hide anything from me."
"I..." Lin Zewan's throat was dry and she choked a little. Her eyes reddened unconsciously. She lowered her head and clung to the hem of her skirt tightly. After a long moment, she looked up and smiled at her. "Ruoxi, I'm really fine. Really, can you please stop asking? It was just a burn from the hot oil. It will be fine soon. Don't worry."
She had never seen that kind of smile before, it carried a hint of sadness and despair.
Qiao Ruoxi felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if she had been stabbed by a needle in her red eyes. She felt a little uncomfortable, but she smiled a smile that couldn't be any gentler, and hugged her tightly, "I won't ask anymore, Ze Wan, don't cry, I won't ask anymore."
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