The study on the second floor, with the medicine box spread out on the desk, Chi Huan's brows and eyes lowered, her red lips barely curving, almost no curve at all.
After Jin Sihan left, Xia Tangtang didn't pay attention to the angry Mr. Xia and the weeping Daisy, nor did she look at Mo Shiqian. She just asked if she could have a private talk with her.
Although Chi Huan was a bit surprised, she agreed without much thought.
Then, they left the others behind and went straight upstairs.
The slap from Mr. Xia had been hard, so when a servant brought in the medical kit, they stepped out promptly.
Chi Huan applied the ointment for her, her gaze lowered as she spoke indifferently, "What did you want to say?"
"There's something… that might wrong you, Miss Chi."
Her movements paused, "Go on."
