At that time, he must have been angry, angry that she seemed afraid to become entangled with him.
So... was it the same this time?
He invited her to get in the car, but she told him to wait at the intersection, so he left in a huff.
But she wasn't sure.
As Ji Anning walked and thought, she quickened her pace. Just as she was about to reach the staircase, she heard Ji Ruoqian's crying coming from downstairs.
She paused for a moment, then steeled herself and continued downstairs.
Ji Ruoqian was sitting on the sofa, with the doctor treating her wound, while Lin Yanqin stood by with a look of distress.
Ji Anning braced herself for the blame she expected to receive as she walked downstairs, holding onto the railing, one step at a time.
"Doctor Zhang, will my face be disfigured?"
With the wound nearly treated, Ji Ruoqian sobbed and asked Doctor Zhang.
Doctor Zhang shook his head, "It's not serious, just a little scratch."
