With wide eyes, Yi Huiqing was looking down at her fingers. Her eyes were filled with shock seeing the red color on them.
She raised her head slowly and saw that the red mark on Zhao Zhang Wei's cheek was now a bit spoiled.
"So you intentionally put it on your cheek."
She whispered but felt a little ridiculous.
On the other hand, Zhao Zhang Wei's whole body had stilled after he had seen the red color on Yi Huiqing's hand.
What would she think about him?
Such a childish act it was, he thought.
Her whisper made him feel lower.
However, when he saw how her eyes were filled with anger, those feelings left and a smile emerged on his lips.
"You…You were fooling me all the time."
Yi Huiqing stood up and glared at Zhao Zhang Wei while pointing her finger at him. She was furious.
Just how many bowls of medicinal porridges has she eaten because of the guilt of hitting him?
