The person in white at the door witnessed this scene and was also completely at a loss, unsure whether to enter or leave.
But the little cat was still waiting for him.
The person in white was full of confusion, hesitating at the door, unable to make a decision.
"Is that it?" Xiaocha saw that Wen Xiao’ai didn’t answer but instead cried even harder, which made him anxious as well.
"No, I’m just feeling upset inside. I don’t want to be separated from you all."
Wen Xiao’ai shook her head while crying.
Xiaocha looked at Jun Moyan with a heavy expression and thought, could it be that Miss Wen’s family doesn’t agree with them being together?
Impossible, right? This outstanding man like the third young master, leaving aside his abilities and strengths, just his face alone, not just women, even men would like him, so how could they disapprove?
This is completely unreasonable.
If that’s not the case, then why did Miss Wen say such things?
"Don’t cry, don’t cry, you won’t be separated." Xiaocha, not knowing what had happened, could only console her.
Wen Xiao’ai still couldn’t stop crying, feeling even more aggrieved inside.
"Alright, stop crying, or your eyes will get even more swollen later." Jun Moyan stepped forward, pulling Wen Xiao’ai aside to wipe her tears.
Wen Xiao’ai sniffled and sobbed, "Jun Moyan, I want to sleep."
Jun Moyan didn’t say much, just led her upstairs.
As they were going upstairs, he noticed something was wrong with Wen Xiao’ai’s walking.
Her left leg was clearly struggling more than her right.
He had asked her when they got off the plane, and she just said her leg was numb.
Could it still be numb now?
"I, I had a fall yesterday."
Jun Moyan frowned, "When?"
As he spoke, he crouched down to inspect her injury.
But Wen Xiao’ai stepped back, not wanting him to see it.
"Last night when I was looking for you. After taking a bath and not seeing you, I thought you didn’t want me anymore, so I hurried to find you and accidentally fell."
Jun Moyan, both angry and upset, didn’t bother to blame himself, he just picked her up in one swift motion and went upstairs quickly.
He put her on the bed and rolled her skirt up to her knee.
Her round, white, tender knee was bruised and swollen, which looked very shocking.
Jun Moyan was extremely frustrated, hating himself for leaving her behind last night on a whim.
He immediately got up to get some medicine.
Wen Xiao’ai lifted her knee to take a look and couldn’t help but blow on it.
It hadn’t hurt this much yesterday.
Jun Moyan returned with some medicinal alcohol for promoting blood circulation and saw Wen Xiao’ai blowing on her knee, he said irritably, "You felt the pain but didn’t say anything."
Though the tone was accusatory, it was filled more with distress, and he was blaming himself.
Jun Moyan crouched down in front of her, poured some medicinal alcohol on his hand, and carefully began to apply it to her knee.
"Ouch..." Wen Xiao’ai cried out in pain, trying to move her knee away.
"Bear with it, I’ll be gentle."
"Don’t apply it, it’ll get better in a few days."
"How can it heal without treatment?"
Wen Xiao’ai remained silent, only able to grit her teeth and endure the pain.
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"Without me, you can’t even walk properly."
It was just a casual remark, but it stirred a bittersweet feeling in his heart.
Before, she always liked to make trouble, often purposely jumping off the bed to scare him.
And he managed to catch her every time... but he wasn’t sure how many more times he could catch her.
"I’m useless without you. If you don’t want me anymore, I won’t eat or sleep, I’ll fall every day when walking, and I’ll fight with people every day."