When Su Jingyu heard Zhuo Junyue say this, she believed in her heart that he would no longer suspect her.
It seemed that he had already accepted her, and she couldn't help but feel joyful.
Su Jingyu moved closer to him and looked at the scar roughly two finger-lengths long on his shoulder, and was somewhat confused, "Brother Junyue, the wound on your shoulder looks like a bite mark, were you bitten by something?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Junyue quickly clenched his clothes, his eyes cold, "Get out!"
Su Jingyu originally wanted to move even closer, and hadn't even touched the corner of Zhuo Junyue's clothing when she suddenly heard him say this, it startled her.
She looked up to see Zhuo Junyue's cold eyes, felt somewhat panicked and involuntarily took a step back, "Brother Junyue, what's wrong? Does the wound hurt a lot, should I call the doctor for you?"
"Get out!"
Zhuo Junyue growled again, his voice filled with anger, frightening Su Jingyu to almost buckle at the knees.
