Noticing Su Xiaoling's gaze, Song Yansheng felt her fingertips begin to burn, and she was somewhat at a loss.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the true emotions within them.
"Rinse it with cold water for a while, and I'll have them get you the medicine."
After saying that, he released her hand, still maintaining his aloof demeanor.
Su Xiaoling instinctively grabbed his sleeve.
I only managed to grab one corner.
Her hands were very white, and her nails were neatly trimmed and painted a bright red.
Song Yansheng only glanced at it briefly, but couldn't take her eyes off it.
She suits such bright and vibrant colors very well.
She's different from him.
Were you worried about me just now?
She looked at his fair face and spoke in a soft, low voice.
Song Yansheng turned her face away, her tone still cold: "You are my mother's guest."
"We'll see..."
"It was Xixi who accidentally burned you, I'm taking her place..."
"Enough, shut up."
Su Xiaoling interrupted him, somewhat annoyed, in a fierce tone.
This startled Song Yansheng.
This must have been the first time she had spoken to him in such a fierce tone, and even told him to shut up.
She must be really angry.
Su Xiaoling released her grip on his clothes, walked past him, and went out first.
She didn't want to hear any other woman's name from his mouth.
They even called each other so intimately.
The back of my hand was burning with pain from the burn, but how could it compare to the distress in my heart?
When Feng Xixi saw Su Xiaoling come out, she immediately took the ointment and went up to her, saying apologetically, "I'm so sorry, I'm clumsy and hurt your hand. Let me put some ointment on it for you."
Su Xiaoling glanced at the red spot on the back of her hand and shook her head: "No need."
She was only slightly burned; she's not that delicate.
Feng Xixi really didn't mean it.
She meant to help, but ended up making things worse.
However, given how worried Song Yansheng was when he pulled Su Xiaoling to the restroom, did nothing happen between the two of them there?
Thinking of this, Feng Xixi looked at Song Yansheng who had just come out. He still had that aloof and cold look, but his expression seemed even more unpleasant.
When Su Xiaoling refused, Feng Xixi said, "You work in front of the camera all the time. It's not good if you have scars on your hands. You should apply some medicine."
Su Xiaoling knew that Feng Xixi didn't mean it, but she really couldn't like this rival in love.
They also couldn't get along well.
She forced a smile, but to others, it didn't look good at all.
"Really, I don't need it. I have medicine at home."
After saying that, she nodded to Feng Xixi and turned to leave.
Throughout the entire process, Song Yansheng did not utter another word.
Feng Xixi sat helplessly on the sofa and said quietly, "You clearly cherish that girl so much, yet you insist on doing things against your conscience. What are you thinking?"
Song Yansheng did not answer, but walked to the large window.
His dark eyes looked out the window.
Su Xiaoling's small, thin figure came into his view.
She walked very fast, glancing at the injury on the back of her hand every now and then, and then puffing out her cheeks and blowing on it a couple of times.
His gaze softened, his thin lips pressed tightly together, concealing all his emotions deep within his heart.
Feng Xixi is a straightforward person and can't stand people like that.
"Brother, if you can't bear to part with them, go after them! What's the point of hiding here and watching?"
Song Yansheng did not speak.
For a long time, until the figure disappeared from his sight.
His clear, cold, and hoarse voice slowly rang out.
"I... am not good enough for her."
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