Meng Si left, and Tan Rou immediately came to check Zhuang Liu's palm. "Third Brother, does your hand hurt? Meng Si, that guy, has had so many surgeries on his face, it must have become incredibly stiff and definitely uncomfortable against your hand, right?"
Zhuang Liu pretended that his hand was in pain, "Tan Rou, blow on it for me; as long as you do it, I won't feel the pain anymore."
Tan Rou indulged in his childish behavior, "Okay, I'll blow on baby Zhuang Liu's palm."
"You shouldn't take that crazy woman Meng Si's words to heart. I have nothing to do with her." Zhuang Liu quickly distanced himself from Meng Si, worried that Tan Rou might misunderstand.
Tan Rou wouldn't misunderstand anything between him and Meng Si. She was very clear about what kind of person Meng Si was, so she wouldn't be angry with Zhuang Liu over this issue; rather, she would feel sympathetic towards him.
