Fu Rongyin remained motionless in his embrace, still holding the vase that he hadn't managed to throw to the ground.
After an unknown period of time, he spoke with a hoarse voice, "Did I scare you?"
Chi Yue tightened her arms, "No, you didn't scare me."
"Is it because I look ugly?"
Chi Yue shook her head vigorously as she searched for his hand at his side, and suddenly touched something sticky. She turned her head to look, and her pupils contracted sharply.
"You're injured..."
The sleeves of his fingers were dyed red with blood, and a small area on the ground beside them was also stained red, a shocking sight.
Chi Yue's hands trembled as she pulled him to sit on the sofa, carefully avoiding the sharp fragments before running to get the first aid kit.
Due to her nervousness, Chi Yue touched his wound several times while disinfecting it, frightening her until her eyes were red, but Fu Rongyin didn't make a sound.
