At Ji Linhan's residence, Fu Yunting helped Ji Linhan sit on the sofa.
"Where is the medicine box?" Fu Yunting glanced at her and asked.
"In the storage room." Ji Linhan pointed to a room inside.
"Wait a minute." Fu Yunting got up and strode in.
Looking at the man's tall and straight back, Ji Linhan hooked the corners of her mouth and flashed a trace of pride in her eyes.
She asked Cheng Rongjiu to find some men to accompany her in the play. She didn't believe it. He would ruthlessly expel her from the headquarters.
This man is hers. She can't leave him.
A moment later, Fu Yunting came over with a medicine box in his hand, sat on Ji Linhan's side, and applied ointment to the red skin of Ji Linhan he could see.
"Hiss, it hurts."
Ji Linhan shouted coyly, and her tone was full of coquettish forbearance.
In order to be realistic, those people made a lot of marks on her.
There are visible scratches on the arms, face and neck.
Fu Yunting didn't have much expression on his face, but said faintly: "bear it."
Ji Linhan kept looking at Fu Yunting's face. Seeing that there was no expression of heartache on his face, she began to mutter.
"Yun Ting, are you still blaming me?"
It's strange that she designed to frame Xia Ling and Jiang Lingyun on the day of the party.
Otherwise, how could he be so cold to himself.
Fu Yunting didn't stop the movement on his hand, but he was silent and didn't speak, which made Ji Linhan's heart beat a drum.
"Yun Ting, I've apologized for that. I said I won't do it again next time. I beg you not to drive me away, okay?"
If he doesn't speak, she doesn't know what he thinks.
He always feels indifferent to her now.
"Linhan, tell me honestly, have you hurt Xia Ling more than once because you like me?"
Fu Yunting threw the cotton swab into the dustbin and looked directly at Ji Linhan.
Suddenly, Ji Linhan, who was unprepared, was stunned by the question, and a trace of panic flashed in her apricot eyes.
Even though she soon calmed down, she was caught by Fu Yunting.
Fu Yunting's lips were straight, and his eyes stared at Ji Linhan.
Ji Linhan's heart beat badly, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "Yunting, what are you talking about? When did I hurt Lingling? I only made a mistake at the party. You can't pour dirty water on me."
How could he suddenly say these words to her?
Combined with his cold expression, does he know anything?
"Really?"
Fu Yunting looked at her calmly, "yesterday, Xia Ling's best friend had an accident. Someone put something in her water cup, and her voice was poisoned and dumb. Linhan, does this really have nothing to do with you?"
Hearing the speech, Ji Linhan's heart was raised high, and she looked at him with a frightened face, "Yunting, why do you doubt me? I have no resentment and hatred with warmth, why do I hurt her?"
He suspected her?
Does he have any evidence?
No, Cheng Rongjiu did it. Even if he has any evidence, it has nothing to do with her!
"You want to teach her a lesson because she broke your good deed at the party."
Fu Yunting looked at Ji Linhan and said word by word.
Ji Linhan's face was pale, and tears quickly accumulated in her eyes.
"Yun Ting, in your heart, am I such a cruel woman? How can you slander me out of thin air!"