"Oh." Wei Anning didn't want to go to such an upscale place, feeling completely out of place. However, she had to meet her grandfather tomorrow, and she couldn't let the old man have a bad first impression of her, so she complied with Leng Youchen's arrangements.
The car glided smoothly away, and Leng Youchen leaned over to grasp her calf. Wei Anning hastily shrank to the side, "What are you doing?"
"I'm checking your leg." Leng Youchen retook hold of her ankle, lifted her leg, and rolled up her pant leg to reveal the slightly pale calf underneath. He gently caressed the healed wound with his fingertips, "Does it hurt?"
Wei Anning shook her head and instinctively tried to pull her pant leg down, "The scar is ugly, stop looking."
Leng Youchen stopped her, the girl's calf was fair and slender, and even with an added scar, it did not detract from her beauty at all. He leaned over and kissed the scar.
