Li Rong'er walked to the kitchen doorway and saw Xiao Yuchuan eating with Su Qingyue; she didn't dare to barge in, "I... May I fetch a basin of water? The fourth young Master said he wanted to help the second young Master clean his injury."
Perhaps because the third brother was so protective of her, Qingyue was in a good mood, and she pointed at the first towel behind the door, "That towel belongs to the second brother."
Li Rong'er understood her meaning, that she was permitted to fetch water, "Thank... Thank you..."
Just last night, she had been thinking of finding a way to frame Su Qingyue and devise a plan to drive her away.
When Su Qingyue cruelly stabbed Xiao Yishan earlier, that scene had scared her out of her wits, and she suddenly didn't dare to provoke Su Qingyue any longer. To be able to plunge a knife into her husband's body without even blinking an eye, she, Li Rong'er, could not afford to offend such a person, even if she was somewhat cunning.
