Wei Anning came to the study door, hesitated for a moment, and then knocked, "What do you want me for?"
"Come here!" Leng Youchen lazily leaned against the back of his chair, with the setting sun behind him, casting a swath of golden light.
Wei Anning walked over reluctantly and stood by the desk, noticing the thick stacks of files on it and realizing he had delayed his work all afternoon and would have to work overtime tonight.
Leng Youchen pushed a hard-shell paper box across the desk toward her, "This is White Jade Dew, apply it to the wound three times a day, in the morning, at noon, and in the evening, it can lighten the scars."
Wei Anning looked at the beautifully packaged hard-shell box and didn't take it right away. On the drive, the thought of Wei Anjing lurking in the shadows, watching her every move, waiting to replace her at any time, sent a chill through her heart.
She suddenly didn't want the scar on her leg to disappear anymore.
"Oh."
