Chapter 197: Are your wings hard?
Ruan Chuxia didn't intend to hide it, and spoke honestly: "Zhiyu was injured while saving me, and he is completely healed now."
Her tone was steady, but the words could not conceal the tremor brought about by that thrilling memory.
When they heard the word "grab the wound", everyone in the Xiao family's face changed. It was as if a stone fell into deep water on the dinner table, causing layers of ripples.
Before Old Man Xiao could speak, Xiao Zhenwu, who had been sitting silently beside him, asked immediately, his eyes fixed on Ruan Chuxia: "Where is the injury?"
This question made the atmosphere in the room sink to its lowest point again.
"this……"
Ruan Chuxia was slightly stunned, lowered her head and rubbed her hands, feeling a little embarrassed.
Her hands unconsciously tugged at the edge of her skirt, she hesitated, her voice low and speechless.
It's not that she was unwilling to tell the truth, but she was unsure about how difficult the situation would be after she told the truth.
On one hand, her family is demanding the truth, and on the other hand, her lover is suffering from old wounds. She doesn't want to open the wounds, but she can't lie to hide them.
Xiao Zhiyu obviously also saw her difficulties.
Sensing her uneasiness, he took the initiative to help her out. His tone was calm but tolerant of rebuttal: "I've already said it's okay. Why are you still asking so many questions?"
Before he could finish his words, there was a "bang!"
A crisp sound cut through the air, startling everyone in the room.
Old Master Xiao's face darkened, and he slammed the table heavily, his eyes widening: "What do you mean we asked too many questions?"
Unable to conceal his anger, he questioned word by word, "You were injured so badly, and you didn't even send back a single word!"
His tone revealed a long-suppressed irritation, which suddenly surged up, and he angrily asked, "Is it not okay to ask now?"
"Are your wings hard?"
The words were almost uttered between teeth.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly dropped to freezing point, and even the wind seemed to no longer dare to blow in.
A helpless look appeared on Xiao Zhiyu's face. He sighed and said, "No...I...Alas."
He couldn't continue speaking, and there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.
He really didn't know what to say. He felt mixed emotions and couldn't tell whether he was aggrieved or guilty.
At this moment, Ruan Chuxia took over the conversation in a gentle voice. She patted the back of his hand gently and said softly, "Grandpa, don't be angry. Zhiyu didn't tell you right away because he was afraid you would worry if you knew."
There was a hint of tenderness in her eyes, as well as an unconcealable determination, as if she was explaining for Xiao Zhiyu.
After hearing her words, the old man's expression eased a little, his face was not as solemn as before, and his brows relaxed.
He asked in a slightly softer tone: "So where are you hurt?"
Although his voice was no longer as harsh as before, his tone still carried an unquestionable power.
Now that things have come to this, there is no way to hide it anymore.
Ruan Chuxia pursed her lips, as if mustering up her courage, and answered in a low voice: "The left chest and lower abdomen."
She spoke very softly, as if she couldn't bear to repeat those two words.
"Lower abdomen?"
Xiao Zhenwu suddenly raised his voice and his tone became tense in an instant.
He and the old man were both veterans from the battlefield. When they heard the location, they almost immediately understood the severity of the injury.
At that moment, both of them realized that it was a crucial place!
If the injury is too serious, it will be a matter of great concern for the continuation of the family line!
Thinking of this, Xiao Zhenwu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He stood up suddenly and said in a stern tone: "Come with me to the study."
There were two other women at the dinner table at the moment, and some things were really inconvenient to ask in front of them.
It would be better to go to the study first and question Xiao Zhiyu thoroughly.
After the two men stood up and left, the old man did not start a fight. Instead, he picked up his chopsticks and said calmly, "Ignore them, let's eat first."
Ruan Chuxia lowered her head and ate the food in the bowl, but there was no taste in her mouth.
In fact, the food in the bowl was still hot, but she just couldn't eat it.
Her eyes always unconsciously looked in the direction where Xiao Zhiyu left, her eyes full of concern and anxiety.
As she stole glances, she was afraid that the old man would notice something, so she lowered her head from time to time and pretended to concentrate on eating.
But in fact, her attention was not on the dining table at all.
Thoughts kept popping up in her mind like a tidal wave.
How would Xiao Zhiyu explain to them in the study?
What will be Xiao Zhenwu’s reaction after hearing this?
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became.
If she didn't know that she couldn't just enter the study, she really wanted to sneak in, even if she could only hear a little noise.
In this way, time passed by little by little.
By the time the meal was over, the old man had already put down his bowl and chopsticks, but the father and son never came out of the study.
The whole living room was so quiet that only the occasional ticking of a clock could be heard, but Ruan Chuxia was already so anxious that she couldn't sit still.
She sat on the sofa alone, lowered her head and rubbed her fingers constantly, her expression tense, and she was obviously in anxiety.
Every time she heard footsteps coming from the study, she would look up suddenly, expecting it to be Xiao Zhiyu coming out.
Unfortunately, it was just an illusion every time and no one showed up.
After a long time, even Xiaojun, who had been cleaning the table nearby, noticed something was wrong. She frowned and looked at Ruan Chuxia with some hesitation, as if she had a vague feeling that something big had happened at home.
"Mom, why do you always look over there?"
Xiaojun raised his little face and pulled the corner of Ruan Chuxia's clothes with a puzzled look.
Ruan Chuxia smiled bitterly and looked towards the door with a somewhat unfocused gaze.
She was filled with worry, but she didn't want her young daughter to notice.
I was just thinking of making up an excuse to get away with it, but my mouth hadn't even opened yet and my thoughts hadn't formed yet.
At this time, footsteps were heard again, and she couldn't help but look up again.
Xiao Zhenwu was seen walking in front with a serious face, his steps steady but with a hint of suppressed anger.
Xiao Zhiyu followed behind, his face not looking good either, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes wandering, as if he was avoiding someone's gaze.
Ruan Chuxia's heart skipped a beat, as if a heavy stone had suddenly fallen and pressed on her chest.
What is being said now?
What exactly happened between the two of them?
Why did you come back with such a look on your face?
Old man Xiao Jianjun also noticed that the atmosphere was not right. He frowned, put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "Zhenwu, what's wrong with you? What happened?"
Ding Chuanzhen also stood up, her brow furrowed, and her eyes swept over her two sons sharply, "What's wrong? Did you quarrel again?"
"Dad, Mom, it's okay...it's really okay."
Xiao Zhenwu forced a smile, but it looked uglier than crying. "I'm just angry that he didn't tell us earlier when such a big thing happened."
After hearing this, old man Xiao Jianjun showed a hint of displeasure on his face, and obviously agreed with this statement.
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