Ling Chuxia felt a momentary pain, then it stopped. She sat there blankly. Ji Xinxin thought she agreed by not objecting, immediately angered and ready to pick a fight with Shi Che, "I’m going to teach that bastard a lesson for daring to hit a woman! I’ll beat the hell out of him!"
Only then did Ling Chuxia snap back to reality, grabbing Ji Xinxin’s clothes with a hoarse voice, "It’s not his fault."
Ji Xinxin laughed mockingly, "Even if you say it’s not his fault, your current state, half-dead, must have something to do with him, no?"
Ling Chuxia lowered her eyes and fell silent, but her hands still clutched tightly at Ji Xinxin’s clothes, not letting go.
Seeing the tight grip Ling Chuxia had on her clothes, Ji Xinxin felt suffocated, neither able to swallow nor spit it out, incredibly frustrated.
After a while, she took several deep breaths to suppress her murderous impulse and coldly said, "Let go of me, I’ll get you a first-aid kit."
Ling Chuxia’s hands slowly loosened up.
Ji Xinxin applied medicine on Ling Chuxia’s hand and seeing her in such a disheveled state, she didn’t feel it was right to ask any more questions. She stood up, threw a set of pajamas at Ling Chuxia, and spoke coldly, "Go take a shower, you’re filthy. Don’t you dare get into my bed." She paused then snorted, "Keep your hands out of water, I won’t care for you if you end up crippled."
Listening to Ji Xinxin’s harsh words, a trace of moisture uncontrollably appeared in Ling Chuxia’s eyes, her voice becoming more hoarse, almost unable to speak, "Xinxin, thank you."
Without her, she didn’t know what she would’ve done.
Ji Xinxin turned her eyes away and didn’t look at her, "Just get in there."
Holding the clothes, Ling Chuxia entered the bathroom. She gently locked the door. She thought she had become numb, but when alone, she couldn’t hold back anymore. Tears burst forth, she covered her mouth, quickly turned on the tap, the sound of running water echoing as her tears slowly fell.
When Ling Chuxia came out after the shower, her emotions were back under control. She didn’t want Ji Xinxin to worry, but her face was still pale and her eyes were red and swollen, almost unbearable to look at.
Ji Xinxin stared disdainfully at her for a while, then got up and grabbed an ice pack from the fridge, throwing it in front of her.
Ling Chuxia pursed her lips and spoke softly, "Thank you."
Ji Xinxin just scoffed coldly in response, and as Ling Chuxia applied the ice pack to her eyes, Ji Xinxin continued staring intensely at her. Seeing that she wasn’t going to speak up, Ji Xinxin couldn’t hold back any longer, "Are you just not going to tell me what happened?"
Ling Chuxia remained silent. Ji Xinxin was naturally impatient and had been restraining herself for a long time, which was already a limit for her. She stood up abruptly, furious, "You don’t need to say it; I already know it must be Shi Che again causing you grief! Chuxia, don’t endure it any longer, get a divorce!"
The word "divorce" made Ling Chuxia, who was holding the ice pack, shake violently, reflexively shaking her head vigorously, "No, I can’t get divorced."
Ji Xinxin was utterly perplexed as she looked at Ling Chuxia. She had thought Ling Chuxia was unwilling to divorce because she loved Shi Che, but ever since she encountered him with another woman and Ling Chuxia had no reaction, Ji Xinxin felt Chuxia didn’t love Che at all, so why couldn’t she bear to divorce?