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After getting off the car, Song Hanlu walked into the living room gloomily. She had been brought here by force, so other than entering the house, where else could she go?

After going through that road just now, he had already calmed down. In addition to that, he also saw the red marks on Song Hanlu's leg from the burns, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

After entering, Song Hanlu sat on the sofa angrily, while pursing her red and swollen lips without saying a word.

Su Zixian immediately sat down beside her, causing her to become angry and purposely move to the side.

Su Zixian sighed silently and said: "I'll find you some scalding medicine, don't leave randomly."

After saying that, he got up and left. After a while, he suddenly turned back and took out a pair of slippers without any ointment. "Put on this first. High heels and your feet are tired."

Song Hanlu coldly said two words, "No." As expected, she didn't do anything else after that.

Eldest Miss Song had been frightened by his forceful use of the bow, and now she was beginning to have a temper. No matter how much you tried to coax her, she just wouldn't listen.

Su Zixian decided to temporarily put aside the matter of changing shoes and got up to look for ointment.

Song Hanlu watched as Su Zixian walked out of the bedroom with a bag of medicine and took out a brown coloured ointment. She studied the ointment for a long time before finally opening the lid and lowering her body, preparing to apply the ointment on her.

This scene, why did it seem a little familiar?

Song Hanlu quickly thought of the scene where she helped him apply the allergic medicine.

Her mood changed a little, but when the man's icy cold fingers mixed with the light medicinal fragrance stimulated her cerebral cortex, she suddenly regained her senses and almost kicked Su Zixian's chest.

"What are you doing?! Who allowed you to touch me?! "

Being pushed so fiercely, Su Zixian was caught off guard and directly fell onto the ground.

He was somewhat innocent. "I just want to give you some medicine. If you don't apply some medicine on your leg, you might get a scar in the future!"

The moment she heard that there would be scars, Song Hanlu quickly stopped her ruckus and anxiously said: "Then give me the ointment, I'll do it myself."

Su Zixian leaned on her and gave the ointment to her.

Song Hanlu took the ointment and smeared it over her head, then heaved a sigh of relief.

After applying the good medicine, Su Zixian asked her: "Are you thirsty? Should I pour you a cup of water to drink?"

Song Hanlu carried her usual arrogance and shook her head. "I'm not thirsty."

He pretended not to hear her reply, got up and poured two cups of water, then calmly placed it in front of Song Hanlu. Song Hanlu glanced at him, but did not say anything.

Su Zixian turned the cup, and with a distance between them, he sat down beside her, which made her feel more at ease.

After a moment of silence, he took the initiative to soften his voice, "I was in the wrong with the concert and the car incident today. I shouldn't have been so anxious. I apologize to you."

Song Hanlu never thought that this man would give in so quickly. Since she had already done what she did, she definitely could not forgive him that easily!

"Since you mentioned it, let's get this straight. I won't be with you, so don't waste your time on me. Just give up on that."