This haughty man always thinks this way, allowing his own desires, but forbidding the wishes of others.
There was nothing between her and Si Jianan. She thought he would probably be angry for a couple of days, but after that, if she feigned illness, he would still pamper and care for her.
Remembering how Si Jianan had gotten hurt for her, Song Qinghuan returned to her bedroom and picked up the phone to give him a call.
After ringing twice, someone on the other end picked up. Si Jianan's voice came through, filled with concern and a hint of nervousness, "Qinghuan, are you okay?"
Clutching the phone tightly, Song Qinghuan's heart ached and she felt like bursting into tears. How could he still care for her when he was the one who got hurt? He was originally perfectly fine.
She managed a small smile, trying to sound relaxed, "I'm fine. How about you? Is your injury healed?"
Si Jianan laughed, "I'm already okay. I wanted to visit you, but Qianze told me you had already left Q City."
