Sheng Jianan looked at his handiwork, very satisfied, but when he turned his head to look at Tang Yanqi, he found her whole face was flushed, and there was a deep row of teeth marks on her lower lip.
A person who can bite their own lip like that is either self-abusing or really too stoic.
Inexplicably, a trace of heartache flashed through Sheng Jianan’s heart. Even he didn’t know when it started, but he began to have emotions other than "disgust" towards this woman.
Sheng Jianan frowned tightly, glared at Tang Yanqi, "Couldn’t say it hurt? Not a mute."
The severe pain brought by alcohol slightly eased, and Tang Yanqi could finally catch her breath. She heard Sheng Jianan say this and let out a light hum, "It hurts."
He told her to say it hurts, so she said it hurts. Is this woman a puppet?
Sheng Jianan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Tang Yanqi had already stood up, walked to the kitchen, opened the pot lid with one hand, looked at the medicinal porridge inside, then turned her head to Sheng Jianan and said, "The porridge is ready, my cooking isn’t great, but you should eat some. I’ll head back to school now."
Her face reverted to its usual calmness, as if the kiss just now, the wound just now, the severe pain just now did not exist.
At the moment of brushing past, Sheng Jianan suddenly reached out to grab Tang Yanqi’s arm. Before he could speak, Tang Yanqi already said, "If you’re wondering why I’m here, Mr. Mu called me last night saying you were drunk."
Sheng Jianan furrowed his brow. Who was going to ask her about that? This woman is truly presumptuous.
"Don’t worry, I won’t let Grandpa know. I definitely won’t cause you trouble."
Sheng Jianan’s brow furrowed deeper. Tang Yanqi’s words sounded fine, but why did Sheng Jianan feel so uncomfortable inside?
Looking again at the woman in front of him, with such a long wound on her hand, bleeding so much, obviously in so much pain she’d almost bitten her lip off, how can she still be so calm?
"Tang Yanqi, are you even a woman?"
As a top-notch negotiator, Sheng Jianan now faced Tang Yanqi and had no idea what to say. Tang Yanqi’s apathetic attitude made him swallow back all the words he had planned to show a bit of concern, and after a long hold, he could only manage to spit out this sentence.
Indeed, is this woman still a woman?
The wound hurt so much, yet she didn’t shed half a tear, not even a bit of weakness or a little act of coquetry, which would be perfectly normal. But now, it’s as if nothing ever happened.
Tang Yanqi bowed her head, Sheng Jianan looked down at her, able to see the girl’s smooth forehead and long, curling eyelashes, skinny shoulders, looking so in need of protection.
Damn it! How could he suddenly think ?
These two words appeared in Sheng Jianan’s mind, a surge of inexplicable irritation immediately emerged, he reached out to scratch his head, "Go, go, hurry up and leave, quickly get out of my sight."
Tang Yanqi didn’t pause at all, quickly walked out, the door gently closed, only leaving Sheng Jianan standing in the large apartment, staring dazedly at the already closed door. He wasn’t meant to say those words just now, but how did they come out like that?
Also, why was this woman so obedient? He told her to leave, so she left? But before, when he told her not to marry, why didn’t she listen?