Once the heart of jealousy took root and sprouted, as long as there was a breeze, it would grow with the wind and instantly soar high.
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Leng Xiao came to the company to pick up Leng Xiaoduan and personally carried her to the sixth floor.
Seeing that her right ankle was as swollen as a steamed bun, Leng Xiao's heart softened immediately. The resentment he had towards her before was immediately replaced with deep concern and heartache.
"Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital to have a look and get a look?"
"It's okay. I applied ointment on it yesterday. It doesn't hurt anymore."
Leng Xiaoduan was as strong as ever.
"It'll be fine after two more days. I've always been physically fit, you know that, brother."
"You can just force yourself!" Leng Xiao sighed helplessly.
Then, he complained about her again.
