"What's wrong with you?"
Che Huan walked over, asking with concern.
Huo Jinnan rested his injured arm to one side. "I'm feeling uncomfortable, take a look for me."
Che Huan's eyebrows furrowed as she gently removed the adhesive tape and lifted the gauze to look at his muscular arm. The original bruises and redness had faded a lot, seeming much better. Why would it suddenly feel uncomfortable?
Her fingers touched it, pressing lightly. "Does it hurt?"
"Can't you be a bit gentler?"
Huo Jinnan's brows knitted together, and his other hand reached to the back of her head, his long fingers threading through her hair as he fixed his gaze on Che Huan.
That day at Wen Ru's wedding, someone had borrowed Che Huan's cellphone.
He had seen it by chance, and had also noticed the person's actions. They had placed a bug on her phone.
