Chapter 439 Texting Scandal

However, when he left the airport, he accidentally saw Pei Gaoang, who had just got off the plane, and his cough attracted Lanxingxing's attention. Lanxingxing turned around and saw Pei Gaoang coughing continuously. The assistant beside him said worriedly. "Young master Pei, have you forgotten the doctor's instructions again? Your wounds are not healed yet. You can't overwork yourself, let alone stay up late. You should try to rest these days."

What injury?

Could it be that Pei Gaoang was injured the last time he was hit in the back by a flowerpot to save himself?

Hasn't it been ten days?

With such a small wound, why hasn't his wound healed yet?

"It's not a problem. It's just a plane ride. It doesn't affect the wound." Even so, Pei Gaoang frowned and sat for the whole morning, his back pulling hard.

"Last time you were so badly injured, you should have flown back a few days later." Pei Gaoang pushed the suitcase and sighed.

"There's still a lot of unfinished business here. I have to come back today." Pei Gaoang shook his head, trying to get back as soon as possible.

Fan Xixi and Juezhiyuan are back. There's no reason for him to come back a few days late.

"Young master Pei, I'll change your dressing as soon as I get back." The assistant looked painfully at his young master, hoping that the wound on his back would not open again.

"Okay." Pei Gaoang nodded.

"...

Was Pei Gaoang seriously injured?

Then why did Pei Gaoang pretend that nothing had happened in the training facility?

Was he doing this to keep himself from worrying?

Thinking of this, a sense of guilt arose in her heart. That day, when she saw that Pei Gaoang's back was covered in blood, how could she easily believe that he was fine? It was all because she was too careless. Pei Gaoang's back was covered in blood, and the injury was not serious.

On the way home with Juezhiyuan, Lanxingxing was preoccupied with Pei Gaoang's injuries.

It's been ten days and the wound hasn't healed yet. How serious is he?

As soon as he returned to the The jue family, Lanxingxing took out his cell phone and asked for Pei Gaoang's phone number from jone, then sent Pei Gaoang a text message.

"Are the wounds on your body any better? Remember to see a doctor. You can't delay seeing a doctor." Lanxingxing reminded pei gangang with concern that he was too busy to see the doctor to delay his injury.

Pei Gaoang had just returned to the pei family when his phone rang before he could sit down. He picked it up and glanced at it. He found that it was a text message from Fan Xixi. When he saw the contents, he, who had never liked to smile before, showed a faint smile. He returned to Fan Xixi with his phone in his hand. "My wound is much better."

"Don't lie to me. I heard your assistant talking to you at the airport. Young master Pei, just be good and go to the doctor again. If your wound doesn't heal, I'll feel guilty and can't sleep all night."

"I see. I'll go to the doctor after I finish my work." Pei Gaoang glanced at his watch and thought he could see the doctor later.

"What are you busy with at this time? It's important to see a doctor." Why was Pei Gaoang like jue's abyss? He didn't want to work anymore. "Go see a doctor right now."

"Yes, I'll go now." Lanxingxing was so anxious that Pei Gaoang had to give up his job and plan to make an appointment to see a doctor later.

"Fan Xixi, who are you chatting with so enthusiastically?" Even her precious suitcase.

"I'll send a message." Juezhiyuan's voice rang in her ear, and Lanxingxing quickly put away her phone.

"Do you still want your luggage? If you don't want it, I'll throw it out." Juezhiyuan pushed her suitcase to Lanxingxing. These bags were really heavy. Could Fan Xixi finish all the snacks?

"Of course, don't throw it. If you dare, you and I..."" Desperate" looked at Juezhiyuan, but Lanxingxing didn't dare to say it

"What do you want to do with me?" Juezhiyuan's eyes narrowed and a cold light burst out.

"No... Nothing. I'm just saying it." Juezhiyuan's eyes were so frightening that Lanxingxing immediately gave in.

She decided not to say anything. If she angered Juezhiyuan, she would have a hard time.

"I don't like the bags of beef jerky in your suitcase." He wasn't interested in the snacks in Fan Xixi's suitcase at all. "Carry them yourself. I'll give you my luggage."

Seeing his suitcase, Fan Xixi put down his cell phone, then went to pick up his luggage, intending to bring it to his bedroom. However, when Lanxingxing left the living room, he forgot to take his cell phone with him and left it on the table in the living room.

Not long after Lanxingxing walked upstairs with her suitcase in hand, the sound of dripping sounds came from her phone again. Juezhiyuan was a little curious about who Fan Xixi was chatting with so happily, so he went to the living room table and picked up Fan Xixi's phone to take a look. Only the note on it showed Pei Gaoang's message.

Seeing Pei Gaoang's three words, Juezhiyuan's eyes suddenly narrowed. "Damn Pei Gaoang, what the hell is he doing?"

Jue zhiyuan clicked on Pei Gaoang's text message to Lanxingxing to find out what was going on between Pei Gaoang and Fan Xixi.

Entering the password for Lanxingxing's phone, jue zhiyuan opened a text message and saw that it said, "Fan Xixi, I have an appointment with a doctor. I will see a doctor later. Don't worry too much. Take good pictures of your advertisement. You will be very successful."

After reading this text message, Juezhiyuan's face was already very dark, and then continued to pull up. Juezhiyuan found that this text message was actually sent to Pei Gaoang by Fan Xixi. Seeing Fan Xixi's paragraph after paragraph of concern urging Pei Gaoang to see a doctor, he ate very badly.

When he was injured, why didn't he see Fan Xixi talking to him like that?

Pei Gaoang was only hurt in the back by the flowerpot. She not only urged him to see a doctor, but also cared about him so much. Juezhiyuan's heart was sour, and his good mood changed. "Damn Fan Xixi, secretly texting Pei Gaoang behind my back. Don't you know I don't like Pei Gaoang?"

Holding Lanxingxing's phone, Juezhiyuan angrily walked upstairs. He went to Lanxingxing's bedroom and couldn't help but ask Lanxingxing, "Fan Xixi, what is this?"