Han Xiaoye reflexively wrapped her arms around the man's neck, preventing herself from falling. It was only later, when she regained her senses, that she realized how intimate their position was. She was practically curled up in Fu Zhiyan's embrace.
Fu Zhiyan placed her on the sofa and looked deeply into her eyes, his expression becoming colder.
"I really didn't intend to steal anything, truly, you have to believe me," Han Xiaoye weakly explained.
"I know, I heard just now," Fu Zhiyan crouched down, lifting her left foot. Han Xiaoye flinched uncomfortably as Fu Zhiyan held her foot. "Don't move."
He removed her slipper and, as expected, saw her fair ankle swollen like a bun, with a prominent bruise that looked alarming. Any girl in that condition would have burst into tears immediately. Even if not crying, she would have sought comfort from someone. Fu Zhiyan lifted his head and subconsciously looked at the person who was curled up there with an uncomfortable expression. Not to mention crying, she didn't look like she was going to seek comfort at all.
Han Xiaoye, under his gaze, reflexively questioned whether she had done something wrong again. After hesitating for a moment, she tentatively said, "I swear, I didn't mean to disturb you. I didn't turn on the lights, and I'm not familiar with the villa, so I accidentally kicked something."
Fu Zhiyan seemed to be struck by something, his thin lips pressed tightly together, even showing a tinge of white.
He stood up without saying a word and made a phone call. Then, he entered the kitchen...
...
When Qin Fang hurriedly arrived at the villa, Fu Zhiyan had just come out with steaming hot dishes.
"What's that smell? It smells amazing."
Qin Fang sniffed. The 1.8-meter-tall man did not care about his image at all. His eyes lit up as he looked at the dishes on the table.
"Zhiyan, my good buddy! You knew I came over in the middle of the night and I was hungry. You prepared a meal! That's great! I've missed your cooking for so long."
Qin Fang pulled a chair for himself and sat at the table, eager to grab a bowl and chopsticks.
"Smack!"
Fu Zhiyan expressionlessly slapped the back of his hand. "It's not for you."
Qin Fang couldn't believe his lack of compassion. His eyes widened, wearing an expression that said, "You heartless, unreasonable troublemaker." He leaned on the table, behaving like a child in protest, "Oh my god, is there anyone left who loves their friends? You called me, and without saying a word, I abandoned a half-naked beautiful celebrity and rushed over. And now, you won't even let me have a bite of the food! Tell me, are you hiding a mistress from me?"
Han Xiaoye frowned at the mention of "mistress." This guy really knew how to be funny.
At that moment, Qin Fang also noticed that there was another person on the sofa, and not just any person, but a woman! He jumped up abruptly, "What the hell, there really is a woman?"
It was no wonder he was so surprised. His best friend was notorious for not getting involved with women.
In his memory, apart from a few childhood friends, there were hardly any female creatures that could come within three feet of Fu Zhiyan, including female cats!
Fu Zhiyan's home had a female creature, and it was a human. It was comparable to an atomic bomb explosion and the destruction of the Earth.
His eyes were dazzled by the explosion.
The perennial iron tree blossomed, and Qin Fang couldn't help but get excited. He looked closely and said, "Oh, it's Xiaoye."
Tsk, he thought even ice cubes could fall in love and the world was going to be filled with love.
Han Xiaoye was dumbfounded. Were they acquainted? And calling her Xiaoye...
Qin Fang, who could quickly become familiar with anyone, pulled a chair in front of her and examined her from left to right. Soon, he noticed her horrifying ankle. He was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Zhiyan, did your niece get abused at your house?"
D*mn it! Another niece! So, now she had a mark of Fu Zhiyan's niece on her forehead?
"She twisted it herself." Fu Zhiyan walked over and handed Han Xiaoye a bowl of porridge. "Can you take a look at it for her?"
"Is this why you called me here in the middle of the night?" Qin Fang got angry. "Brother! Do you know what time it is now?"
"4:15:37."
Qin Fang was caught off guard and couldn't find the words to respond. But soon, he became angry and went crazy again. "At four in the morning, you made a top-notch surgeon give up a beautiful female celebrity and rush to your house just for a minor sprain! Fu Zhiyan!"
"This kind of injury can be easily handled by any small clinic. Do you know how busy I am? It's not easy for me to hook up with a girl. I've put in so much effort! You can't stop others from taking off the clothes just because you're an old bachelor." Qin Fang was so angry that he could not stop talking. He did not forget to pay attention to Han Xiaoye's emotions. "Well, little niece, I'm not targeting you. It's your uncle who went too far. I have to teach your uncle what friendship is."
"..." There was no need to explain to her at all. She also wanted to teach Fu Zhiyan what it meant to have a normal sense of value, and that role-playing was unacceptable.
The man who was being accused by both of them finally reacted. He just met Qin Fang's angry gaze and raised an eyebrow.
He merely raised his eyebrows.
Qin Fang and Han Xiaoye both felt a chilly atmosphere in the air.
Qin Fang's expression changed several times. He silently shut his mouth and with a pitiful and aggrieved face, he examined Han Xiaoye's foot.
Han Xiaoye's injury looked serious, but as Qin Fang said, it was actually just a minor injury.
Soon, Qin Fang sprayed some anti-inflammatory spray on her and instructed her not to engage in strenuous exercise for a while. Then he was kicked out by Fu Zhiyan.
Han Xiaoye had finished eating and was resting on the sofa. Fu Zhiyan took out a piece of gauze from the family medicine box and threw it to her. "Bandage it yourself."
Han Xiaoye was about to say it was not necessary, but her ankle was sticky due to the medication, and it wouldn't be good if it stuck to her pants.
"Thank you."
She skillfully wrapped her ankle, her movements focused and proficient. It seemed as if the words "thank you" were just casually spoken.
But Han Xiaoye knew that she wasn't just saying it casually. She genuinely appreciated this man.
Although she did not know why Fu Zhiyan brought her home, he cooked the food for her just now and called Qin Fang to treat her injury, and... No matter what the reason was, she was grateful to him.
Fu Zhiyan's face, as cold as an eternal iceberg, didn't show any fluctuation. He just glanced at her and asked, "Do you want me to carry you to the room?"
"No need, I can go by myself." Han Xiaoye suddenly raised her head and refused without thinking. To prove it, she even moved her left foot. "My foot doesn't hurt anymore. I can walk on my own."
Fu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes.
Han Xiaoye's brain twitched. "I'm not guarding against you. You already said that you don't like women with small breasts. Why should I guard against you?"
She was going crazy! How stupid was she to say something like that? Could she take it back now or not?