She didn't want to talk about it, but Huo Jingting didn't want to let it go so easily. His gaze slowly turned to ice in the sunlight, "Who hit you?"
"Something happened yesterday," Gu Nanqiao said evasively, "No good people end up in prison, anything could happen there."
As she spoke, she paused, "It's really fine now, just take me back. I want to take a shower and change clothes."
Since the incident was over, she didn't want to say more and make him worry.
Huo Jingting glanced at her and said nothing more, and together they got into the car.
In the moment he turned around, Gu Nanqiao, walking ahead, failed to see the cold murderous intent that overflowed in his eyes.
...
When they got home, Gu Nanqiao first soaked in a warm bath.
After what happened yesterday, she hadn't dared to enter the communal baths again, almost instinctively fearing that place.
