Xu Niannian once again regretted her impulsive involvement in the dispute between Li Qingshui and Du Jiahao, which resulted in her brother getting hurt as well.
Xu Zhiqiang obediently lay down, gazing at the wound on Xu Niannian’s forehead and was engulfed by self-reproach,
if only he hadn’t been so useless, his sister wouldn’t have been bullied.
The siblings pitied each other, just as the door to the hospital room opened.
Jin Yu hadn’t found Xu Niannian in her ward, so he guessed that she must have come here.
Carrying two portions of food in his hands, Jin Yu walked over, but neither sibling noticed his arrival.
He glanced over and saw the two "gazing affectionately" at each other.
Had he not known these two were siblings, Jin Yu almost thought he was superfluous.
He cleared his throat loudly. Xu Zhiqiang and Xu Niannian simultaneously raised their heads and saw Jin Yu approaching. Xu Zhiqiang called out, "Sis... mmph."
Realizing what Xu Zhiqiang had inadvertently blurted out, Niannian quickly covered his mouth with her hand.
Xu Zhiqiang looked at Xu Niannian with confusion, and Xu Niannian let out a dry "heh."
Only then did Xu Zhiqiang remember his sister’s previous instruction not to call Jin Yu "brother-in-law." He blinked to show understanding, hoping Xu Niannian would quickly remove her hand.
Witnessing their interaction, Jin Yu commented neutrally, "Are you trying to smother him to death?"
"What?" Xu Niannian turned to look at Jin Yu. Xu Zhiqiang’s nose and mouth were covered by Xu Niannian’s hand, and seeing that she wasn’t letting go, he hurriedly tried to pry her wrist off.
Xu Niannian then realized the foolish thing she had done and abruptly retracted her hand.
Xu Zhiqiang bowed his head and gasped for air.
Jin Yu placed the food on the cabinet, and as he turned his face to the side, the palm print on his face suddenly intruded upon Niannian’s view.
She instinctively looked at her own palm, realizing she might have used too much force.
Her fingers couldn’t help but tremble. Jin Yu, glancing sideways, caught her movement and his brows furrowed deeply, "Does your hand still hurt?"
Xu Niannian stiffened her face and "swoosh," hid her hand behind her back. He was starting to mock her again.
Returning evil for good, she must be the one they talk about—rescued by someone, yet she slapped him.
Her pretty face gradually became red, unable to withstand the pressure, Niannian silently lowered her head.
Seeing this, Jin Yu’s brows furrowed even more.
A girl’s hand, so delicate that it still ached.
After setting things in place, Jin Yu circled around the foot of the bed and from behind, he pulled her wrist, "Let me see."
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Jin Yu forgot his purpose for coming, holding her hand and squeezing it several times.
Was she being teased again?
But this time, she didn’t reflexively slap him in return. Pulling her hand back, she reminded him in an unhappy, deep tone, "Jin Yu, don’t go too far."
The soft voice, deliberately lowered, sounded melancholic and enchanting, with Qing Qian’s breath drifting to Jin Yu’s ear, warmly.
Jin Yu quickly straightened up, somewhat reluctantly retracting his hand, having forgotten why he had grabbed it in the first place.
Xu Zhiqiang looked from one to the other, pressing his lips together, not daring to speak.
It was as if Jin Yu only then remembered that his brother-in-law was present. He approached and opened the porridge; he handed one box to Xu Zhiqiang and the other to Xu Niannian.
"Thank you, brother-in-law," Xu Zhiqiang blurted out without thinking.
Jin Yu’s mood immediately lifted, his lips curving into a high arc, "Eat slowly, if it’s not enough, I’ll go buy more."
Xu Niannian holding her bowl of porridge, looked up at Jin Yu. So, he hadn’t left because he was angry, but to bring them food.
This beast, how come he suddenly became so nice?