She heard it, and she hadn't forgotten the words he whispered in her ear last night.
He "accused" her of not caring about his injury.
Men can be so contradictory. When he gets hurt and she shows concern, he doesn't want her to see it, fearing it might worry or sadden her.
When he's injured and she "couldn't care less," he feels even more dejected and oddly wants her to take a look after all.
Of course, even if he's feeling down, with Mo Shiqian's personality, he would never intentionally want her to see.
But since his return, she hadn't asked even once or looked at it, so naturally, he wouldn't bother wrapping himself up tightly.
In the quiet, Mo Shiqian's gaze intensely scrutinized her face.
Before her gaze lingered on that scar, Chi Huan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and then opened them again, regaining her composure. She looked up and asked, "And this... when did someone slash you with a knife?"
