Chapter 62 Ninety-nine Percent of Men Can’t Stand It
Yu Wei shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she shook. "She's the only one in your eyes. You're clearly still thinking about her in your heart. If I hadn't been so persistent, you might not have accepted me at all!"
"I told you, she and I were over a long time ago. What you said is just your guess."
Yu Wei's eyes were red, her face pale and painful. She bit her lip and struggled for a long time before she trembled and said, "Really? You know deep down that a person's mouth may lie, but their eyes can't!"
Song Yuchen frowned and said nothing.
Tears welled up in Yu Wei's eyes, her face filled with sadness and pain as she watched him retreat step by step: "I know, I know..."
She took a breath of grievance and choked, "I won't bother you anymore, go find her!"
After saying that, she turned and ran away.
Song Yuchen's eyes dimmed, his face froze, and he stretched out his hand but caught nothing.
He stood frozen in place, watching Yu Wei's figure quickly disappear at the end of the corridor, but his feet couldn't move to chase her.
At this time, the door of the ward opened and someone came out.
A fat man with a full beard and a face so dark that ink could drip out of it.
He saw Song Yuchen wearing a hat and mask, glared at him fiercely, and walked away.
In the ward, Wu Sirou, tired of crying, saw him outside through the half-open door, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Chen!"
Song Yuchen calmed down and stepped inside.
"How are you?"
It would have been fine if she hadn't asked, but as soon as she asked, the anger that Wu Sirou had just suppressed came up again.
"Brother Chen! I'm not good, I'm really not good! That bitch Xu Fangli actually had someone break my wrist bone. Do you know how much pain I'm in?"
"The doctor said that if my wrist doesn't heal properly, I'll probably be disabled and unable to even hold down a job! That bitch Xu Fangli hurt me so much, I won't let her go!"
She kept calling him a bitch, completely unaware of the flash of annoyance in Song Yuchen's eyes.
"Let's talk about these things later. The most important thing for you now is to recover from your injuries. As for Fang Li... I'll find a chance to get her to apologize to you."
"Apologize?" Wu Sirou was like a powder keg that could be ignited at any moment. "I'm hurt like this, and I think a simple apology from her can make up for it."
Her face was filled with resentment. "I want her to suffer the same pain as me! No, I want her to suffer ten or a hundred times more than me!"
Seeing that she was so stubborn and spoke so maliciously, Song Yuchen lost his patience.
After saying a few simple words, he got up and left.
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"What did the landlord say?"
Fang Li endured it all day and didn't go out. In the evening, Wen Yang finally called.
"The apartment you liked has already been signed. The landlord took me to see another one today. It's not too far away, and the location and lighting are good. This one also has a loft and a rooftop garden of over 100 square meters. I think it's a good fit, but..."
"What is it?"
Wen Yang: "The landlord wants to increase the rent and wants you to sign in person."
"If you think it's suitable, it's okay to raise the price." Fang Li pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, you help me make an appointment with the landlord. I'll go to him tomorrow morning and sign the contract if it's okay."
"Tomorrow morning? Are you sure you can make it out? Will your husband agree?"
Wen Yang's three consecutive questions made Fang Li's ears turn red.
"It's my freedom to go out or not. What does it have to do with him?"
"Yeah?"
"Otherwise, stop being so sarcastic!"
"Okay, as long as you can come out, I'll talk to the landlord."
After saying that, Wen Yang suddenly said, "By the way, I heard that Wu Sirou was seriously injured. To prevent her family from secretly retaliating, remember to ask your husband for two people when you come out tomorrow."
husband?
Fang Li felt strange when she suddenly heard someone call Han Xi like that.
Her tone was a little awkward: "I know."
"Remember to talk nicely. Believe me, if you're willing to act coquettishly, 99% of men won't be able to resist."
Wen Yang smiled meaningfully and hung up the phone without waiting for Fang Li to get angry.
......
night.
Fang Li sat on the sofa and looked at the time from time to time. Her mind was racing, thinking about how to tell Han Xi that she was going out tomorrow when he came back.
Do I really have to act like Wen Yang said and act like a spoiled child?
Fang Li looked up slightly, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps when she thought of that scene.
Forget it, she was afraid that Han Xi would slap her away.
It was almost eight o'clock when Han Xi came back from the company. When he entered the room, Fang Li was standing in the kitchen, not knowing what she was doing.
Han Xi took off his cufflinks, bent over and placed them on the cabinet, and casually rolled up his sleeves as he walked over. "What are you doing?"
Fang Li heard the voice and without turning around, she said nervously, "Don't come in yet, it will be over soon!"
Han Xi raised his eyebrows, stopped walking, leaned against the kitchen door, and looked at the slender figure quietly.
In the kitchen.
Fang Li clumsily held the kitchen knife and cut the ginger on the chopping board bit by bit.
She thought about it for a long time, and compared to Wen Yang's idea of acting like a spoiled child, she felt that the ancient saying "A man who has eaten someone's food will be soft-hearted" made more sense.
Although someone like Han Xi should not be interested in any delicacies from land and sea, she cooked the soup herself, and the gift was small but the sentiment was great, so even if he didn't like it, he had to give her some face.
What's more, Han Xi is used to eating Michelin food and probably rarely eats simple home-cooked meals.
Although she doesn't know how to cook, there are many video tutorials online. It shouldn't be difficult to just make one dish and one soup.
Han Xi leaned against the kitchen door frame, his pale thin lips slightly raised. He looked at the woman's slender waist which was gently tightened by the apron and looked even thinner, his eyes deep and warm.
"What did you do?"
Fang Li, who was being careful and conscientious, was startled: "Ah......!"
“Damn it!”
Han Xi's face suddenly darkened. He took two steps forward, snatched the knife from Fang Li's hand, and threw it onto the sink. He held her fair and tender hand with his big palm, and his cold eyes swept across the bright red that kept flowing from the tip of her fair index finger, which instantly turned cold.
Fang Li frowned slightly, hunched her shoulders and looked at Han Xi cautiously.
“I didn’t…”
She was halfway through her words when she met his dark gaze and fell silent instantly.
If he hadn't suddenly spoken just now, how could she have been scared? She accidentally cut her finger, why was she so fierce? Really!
Han Xi frowned so hard that he could kill a fly.
He stared at Fang Li with a serious look, held her fingers tightly, and walked out.
He took her all the way to the living room, pushed her into the sofa, stood up and went to the study without saying a word. When he came out, he was holding this small medicine box in his hand.
Fang Li sat obediently on the sofa, quietly watching someone walking towards her with a gloomy face, and swallowed secretly.
"It's just a minor injury..."
The sound is as small as a mosquito's hum.
Han Xi placed the medicine box on the coffee table, opened it, and without saying a word, he took out a cotton swab, cleaned the blood stains first and then disinfected it, in an orderly and serious manner.
Fang Li looked at him, not daring to make a sound.
Although it was just a small wound, Han Xi treated it very carefully.
After applying medicine and putting on a Band-Aid, when everything was ready, Han Xi closed the medicine box and sat beside her with a gloomy face, looking at her.
"I'm fine."
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