"…"
The chilly look in Yu Yuehan's eyes disappeared completely with a swoosh all because of the sentence that she had just said.
He stared fixedly at her with his dark gaze.
It seemed like he was planning to see through her entire body and right into her heart…
When Nian Xiaomu noticed that he was standing still without moving, she pursed her lips as she grabbed his hand and checked on his wound.
"Luckily, the cut wasn't deep…" she mumbled softly. Lowering her head, she blew on the wound softly before using a napkin to gently wipe away the blood from it.
It was as if she were holding on to a fragile piece of treasure with that gentle and cautious action of hers.
Gentleness permeated through her every action, and she was fully focused on whatever she was doing.
For some unknown reason, the sulky feeling in Yu Yuehan's heart disappeared as well.
As for what she had said to Lombardi just now…
