Su yingxue only felt her heart ache.
Her hand tightly clutched his sleeve as she looked up at his handsome side profile.
"Mu Chu, how are your injuries recovering?"
Wen Muchu had no choice but to stop in his tracks and turn to look at su yingxue.
Lan Xiao pursed his lips and pinched his palm angrily.
Wen Muchu's lips curved into a silent smile. He glanced at Lan Xiao and tightened his grip on her little hand.
Then, he looked at su yingxue again and said politely but distantly.
the wound is recovering very well. It's not a big problem anymore. Thank you for your concern. I still have things to do, so I won't chat with you any longer.
Then, he pulled his sleeve out of su yingxue's hand and pulled Lan Xiao into the car that was parked by the side of the road.
Su yingxue's hand froze in the air, and she unwillingly ran a few steps forward.
The car that was carrying Wen Muchu and Lan Xiao had already started and sped off.
