Chapter 73 Your Injury
She imagined being harassed, looked down upon, and even humiliated.
But I never thought that it would be such direct and unreasonable violence.
Everything that just happened was completely beyond her expectations.
Xu Yueqing shook his head, his voice a little dry.
"fine."
Her gaze couldn't help but drift to the wound on his neck.
"Your injury..."
Ji Bingqian's eyes seemed to be comforting her.
But the blood mark on his neck looked like a hideous centipede.
In this eerie silence, a trembling female voice suddenly rang out.
"Bingqian."
Li Qingzhi, who had just been acting like a madman, now lost all her arrogance. As Qin Hai stopped her, the crimson in her eyes faded, leaving only a hazy, fragile look.
She just stared at Ji Bingqian in a daze, as if she was looking at a treasure that had been lost and found again.
"Xiaochen," she called again, her voice softer and trembling, with a hint of pleading that was almost broken, "Don't leave Mommy."
As she spoke, she actually broke free from Qin Hai and staggered towards Ji Bingqian. She looked as if she would collapse in the next second and fall straight to the ground.
Xiao Chen?
Xu Yueqing was stunned. Who was that?
Ji Bingqian's brows were twisted into a knot the moment he heard that name.
He didn't look at Li Qingzhi, and didn't even bother to give her a glance. He just turned his face away, and his voice was as cold as ice.
"Uncle Qin, take Madam back to her room to rest."
"Yes, Master."
Qin Hai hurried forward and supported the shaky Li Qingzhi again, lowering his voice and persuading her, "Madam, please, let's go in first."
Li Qingzhi's eyes were still glued to Ji Bingqian, but her feet were already following Qin Hai's force and moving towards the inner room.
She seemed to suddenly remember something, grabbed Qin Hai's arm, and asked anxiously, "Where's Xiaochen? Is he waiting for me upstairs?"
Qin Hai's face showed no surprise at all, he just nodded obediently.
"Yes, ma'am, Master Xiaochen is upstairs."
"real?"
Li Qingzhi's eyes lit up instantly when she received a positive answer.
"Quick! Take me upstairs! Xiaochen is waiting for me! He must be getting impatient!"
She seemed to be afraid that her beloved things would disappear if she was a second late, so her steps became hurried, and she almost dragged Qin Hai towards the inside.
Xu Yueqing looked at the distraught figure in the expensive cheongsam, and felt a prick in her heart.
She thought of her mother.
My mother's uremia was in the later stages, and her mental state was getting worse day by day. Sometimes she would talk to the air, and sometimes people would mistake her for my grandmother who had passed away many years ago.
That look, that eagerness, was so similar to Li Qingzhi's just now.
So, is there something wrong with Ji Bingqian's mother mentally?
This thought flashed through his mind, but Xu Yueqing didn't ask it out loud.
In this case, it is inappropriate to explore the most private wounds of other people's homes.
The man in front of him suddenly moved.
Ji Bingqian turned around, his frown relaxed, he lowered his eyes, and looked at her with gentleness returning to his gaze.
"Are you okay?"
Xu Yueqing nodded, the slight fear in her heart had been replaced by another more complicated emotion.
She raised her eyes and her gaze fell on the wound on his neck again.
"Your wound is still bleeding."
As soon as she finished speaking, a crisp and bright voice with a hint of laughter sounded not far behind her.
"Why is Qian standing in the yard and not going in?"
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