However, he only cared about Su Bei's attitude.
When the car arrived at their destination, Su Bei took his hand and they went to pay together.
When he took out his phone, Su Bei saw the wound on the back of his hand and frowned. "What happened to your hand?"
"I'm fine. I accidentally scratched it," Lu Heting said casually. He didn't feel any pain.
"How can this be fine? You're bleeding. Let's go to a nearby hospital and bandage your wound." Su Bei got into the car with him. Her heart ached so much that her nose wrinkled. "So how did you get it?"
Lu Hang couldn't help but say, "When we just got off the plane, Qiao Mei called and said that something might have happened to you. Mr. Lu was in a hurry to get into the car and bumped into something."
It was obvious how anxious he was to be able to injure himself like this.
"Don't listen to Lu Hang. It's just a slight bump."
