The knee is a very vulnerable part of the body. If you suddenly hit a hard object without releasing your force, it's impossible not to feel pain.
But Lin Zhenzhen has always been able to endure pain, and this little bit of pain is nothing compared to what she suffered in the previous small world.
One-tenth of her tears were genuine, while the remaining nine-tenths were feigned to make Huo Yishuo feel sorry for her. She just didn't expect his reaction to be so strong.
【Of course! Hehe, because Huo Yeshuo's favorability rating has already reached 90! You've completely got him wrapped around your little finger~】
"I see," Lin Zhenzhen lowered her eyes. "It seems I can push my luck even further."
“Mr. Huo, may I ask you a question?” Lin Zhenzhen suddenly asked.
"Hmm." The ointment had been applied evenly, and Huo Yeshuo began to patiently cut the oversized gauze.
Because the knee is a joint that is frequently in motion, if the gauze does not fit properly, it can easily fall off.
Did I just make you angry?
Huo Yeshuo paused, sensing the cautiousness in the other's voice, as if he were some kind of man-eating monster.
Huo Yeshuo's eyes darkened, and his fingers touched her skin again, rubbing it inch by inch, as if searching for the most suitable spot.
"I wouldn't call it anger."
After a while, he stopped what he was doing, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said in a low voice, "But I'm really not happy."
Yu Guangli's slender white fingers trembled, then slowly curled up, like a hermit crab in the deep sea, which chooses to retreat into its hard shell because it feels threatened.
"Is it because I took up your time?" Lin Zhenzhen's voice trembled slightly.
"After thinking about it, I think it's definitely the best way to transfer money directly via WeChat. It's the most convenient method for you."
Huo Yeshuo raised his eyes, a cold glint in them.
Lin Zhenzhen's voice grew softer and softer: "I shouldn't have come all this way to talk nonsense to you, wasting your time and making you unhappy."
Huo Yeshuo pursed his lips: "You really think so?"
Lin Zhenzhen nodded heavily, her expression sincere: "I'm really sorry."
Huo Yeshuo curled the corners of his mouth and let out a sound that resembled a cold snort.
He cut the last piece of medical tape and stood up.
Lin Zhenzhen looked down and saw that the entire piece of gauze was perfectly glued to her knee, as smooth and neat as a work of art.
Lin Zhenzhen slowly stood up, supporting herself on the sofa.
"Thank you, Mr. Huo. Well then, I'll be going now..."
Huo Yeshuo didn't answer immediately. He stood with his back to the French windows, the pale golden sunlight falling on his shoulders and bathing his entire profile in a warm hue.
Lin Zhenzhen had already moved to the doorway when she heard Huo Yeshuo's voice slowly ring out.
"How come I didn't notice before? Hmm. Are you that stupid?"
Lin Zhenzhen stopped in her tracks, muttering under her breath, somewhat unconvinced, "No one has ever called me stupid."
Huo Yeshuo seemed to have heard her rebuttal, and turned to look at her.
His gaze first locked onto Lin Zhenzhen's face, then slowly moved down and rested on her right hand.
Are you short of money?
Lin Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, as if her predicament had been bluntly exposed, and hid her shattered phone behind her back.
"It's alright," Lin Zhenzhen said softly, "but it's okay, everything is slowly getting better."
"I told you you don't need to pay me back. Even if you do, there's no need to rush."
Huo Yeshuo slowly approached: "You can come to me and talk about other things. Work, life, confusion and joy, you can share them with me."
Lin Zhenzhen looked up at him, her eyes seemingly puzzled.
Huo Yeshuo stopped a meter away from her, the sunlight shining on his earlobe, giving it a faint red glow.
"That's obvious, and I won't be upset."
[Ding dong, congratulations, host...]
Lin Zhenzhen blinked, a smile slowly spreading in her eyes.
"I see."
It was half an hour later when Zhang Minglang hung up the phone.
He noticed that Lin Zhenzhen wasn't in the office, so he sent her a message.
After waiting for a long time without receiving a reply, I called again, but no one answered.
Did I go down first?
Zhang Minglang stopped worrying about it and picked up the documents he had just organized to get his boss's signature. Just as he was about to knock on the door of the president's office, the door opened.
Lin Zhenzhen smiled and nodded: "Assistant Zhang."
"How come you..." Zhang Minglang was a little surprised. He was about to say something when his eyes caught sight of the tall figure behind the door frame. He immediately took a step back respectfully and made way for him.
Huo Yeshuo and Lin Zhenzhen walked out of the office together: "Be careful not to get it wet, avoid strenuous exercise, and change the dressing every three days."
"If you need help, you can come to me directly."
Zhang Minglang slipped and nearly fell to the ground in shock.
Huo Yeshuo turned his head and glanced at him indifferently, his gaze seemingly filled with dissatisfaction.
Only then did Zhang Minglang belatedly realize that he had followed the two of them to the elevator. He chuckled sheepishly, "I... I want to go downstairs too, haha, haha."
Huo Yeshuo withdrew his gaze, turned his head to say goodbye to Lin Zhenzhen beside him, and then returned to his office.
"Assistant Zhang. Assistant Zhang?"
"Huh? Ah!" Zhang Minglang came to his senses.
Lin Zhenzhen stood in the elevator car looking at him: "Aren't you leaving?"
"Let's go, let's go."
Zhang Minglang walked forward stiffly.
Which floor?
Zhang Minglang replied somewhat absentmindedly, "The first floor."
He needs to go outside for some fresh air and calm down.
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