When Su Qianxun returned to Jin Garden, Long Sijue was sitting in the living room and watching finance-related news. He switched the television off when he saw her walk in, and he fixed his gaze on her.
The young woman was nervous, but on her journey back, she had already inspected herself carefully, and she knew that it would be hard for anyone to tell that she was injured. She walked into the living room and said, "Young master."
The injury on Su Qianxun's tongue was quite serious, and talking was almost like a punishment to her. She still had to make herself sound as normal as possible, and that was even more painful.
Long Sijue stared at her and reached his hands out "Come over!"
Su Qianxun walked to his side, and Long Sijue pulled her onto his lap. The young woman immediately smiled at him and rested herself in his embrace. She then took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist.
