Chapter 589

She lowered her head, curled her lips, and then turned her head to look elsewhere: "I'm sorry too, I didn't mean to blame you."

After finishing speaking, she reached out and touched the gauze wrapped around her head: "Thank you for coming to bandage my wound, and I won't send it away."

After she finished speaking, she raised her eyes to look at him, and she was chasing someone away.

Mo Xiyi gave a wry smile, picked up the medicine box and went out.

...

When Mo Xiyi went downstairs, he saw Qin Muchen sitting in the hall smoking a cigarette.

There were already several cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of him.

Seeing this, Mo Xiyi showed disapproval on his face.

He walked over and said in a low voice, "Sir, you can't smoke."

"How is her injury?" Qin Muchen didn't seem to hear his words, and didn't throw away the cigarette in his hand, just asking his own questions.

Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Mo Xiyi frowned slightly: "It's nothing serious, the wound is not deep, and it will heal soon."

Unexpectedly, Qin Muchen was aroused by his words.

Qin Mu stood up abruptly, smashed the unfinished half of a cigarette on him, and said loudly, "It's nothing serious to bleed so much?"

Mo Xiyi tilted his head slightly, half of the cigarette just fell on his clothes, leaving a little dust on the black suit.

He silently endured Qin Mu's deep anger.

Even though she wasn't angry, she couldn't help but think of Su Ziyue's words.

He asked Su Ziyue to follow Qin Muchen, but he forgot how terrible Qin Muchen's temper is now.

In the past, no matter how angry Qin Muchen was, he would not casually get angry with the people around him. He usually didn't show his emotions very much, unless he was extremely angry.

But now, he was so angry that he was not as peaceful as usual.

There were many thoughts in his heart, but he said nonchalantly: "It's just a superficial injury."

Qin Muchen just glanced at him coldly this time, with suspicion in his eyes.

Mo Xiyi pondered for a while, and then said: "If you are really worried, I can come here every day."

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and nodded: "En."

After Mo Xiyi left, Qin Muchen sat in the hall for a while before returning to the room.

When he entered, Su Ziyue was leaning against the head of the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

The noise he made when he opened the door and came in didn't make Su Ziyue look at him too much. I don't know if she was too absorbed in her thoughts and didn't hear it, or she pretended not to hear it on purpose.

Qin Muchen walked towards her with his long legs, and looked down at her.

His gaze first fell on the white gauze on her head. He squinted his eyes slightly, but felt that the white gauze was too glaring. After only one glance, he looked away and moved his gaze to her face.

Because of the rain, her head was injured and bleeding, so her complexion was a little pale.

The more Qin Muchen looked, the darker his face became.

Su Ziyue thought he would say something, but he didn't say anything for a long time, and just kept staring at her, making her scalp numb.

She couldn't take it anymore, pulled the quilt and buried herself in the bed.

As a result, as soon as she lay down, she felt someone pulling her quilt.

Su Ziyue secretly tried hard and pulled off the quilt, only to hear Qin Muchen say, "I'm hungry."

His voice was calm and without any emotion, the same tone as when he said "Go to the company".

She obviously asked the driver to bring him food at noon, so she said she was hungry now? What's the matter with her?

Su Ziyue ignored him, turned over and continued to sleep, pretending not to hear.

"Su Ziyue!" Seeing that she had not moved, Qin Muchen unconsciously increased his tone.

Su Ziyue turned over and sat up, with a somewhat aggressive tone: "Go to the kitchen if you're hungry, and ask the servant to cook for you!"

He came back to look for her aggressively, and said so many unpleasant things, he must have not eaten the meal she asked the driver to deliver.

"You do it." Qin Muchen looked at her expressionlessly, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were cold.

Su Ziyue's face turned cold, and she said in a word: "No, go!"

How can there be such a good thing in the world, the two had a big fight before, he missed her and broke her head, and now he asked her to cook as if nothing happened.

When is she?

puppy? Kick when you are unhappy, and tease when you are happy, give me a bone?

As a result, her firmness was broken for only a second.

Because, Qin Muchen had already directly lifted her out of the bed without any politeness.

Su Ziyue looked at him in disbelief, she never thought that Qin Muchen would treat him like this!

Even though she always felt that Qin Muchen was quite shameless, at least he still had a gentleman's side, and his behavior completely surprised her.

He dragged Su Ziyue roughly, and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Su Ziyue couldn't resist him, so she could only be forced to follow him.

"Are you crazy, let me go! Qin Muchen!" Su Ziyue felt that she was going crazy.

If she lived with Qin Muchen like this again, she would really go crazy.

"I don't know how to cook for you, I won't do it even if I die, and don't even think about me cooking for you in the future!" Su Ziyue kicked her feet on the ground vigorously, her whole body looked disfigured.

And her all-out resistance, to Qin Muchen, was like a chicken, not threatening at all.

Su Ziyue was finally dragged to the kitchen by Qin Muchen.

"Cook."

Qin Muchen stood at the door of the kitchen, left these two words, and stood at the door, watching her motionlessly.

Su Ziyue bit her lip, staring at him fiercely with watery eyes: "I won't!"

Qin Muchen just glanced at her, then turned and left, completely ignoring her words.

"Qin Muchen!"

Su Ziyue was going crazy.

Qin Mu went back and forth, picked up a chair and guarded him at the kitchen door.

The madman!

Su Ziyue was so angry that she brushed her hair indiscriminately. After walking around the spot twice, she rushed out and caught a servant: "Go out and buy me two packs of instant noodles and come back. Now, immediately!"

Seeing the posture of these two people, the servants were too frightened to speak. As soon as they heard Su Ziyue's order, some people went out to buy instant noodles.

This kind of junk food is not available at home.

Su Ziyue stared at Qin Muchen bitterly, didn't she want her to cook? She will do it for him!

Su Ziyue made him a steaming bowl of instant noodles, and the air smelled of sauerkraut.

Qin Muchen glanced at the big bowl of "noodles" in front of him, his pretty brows furrowed fiercely, and he looked at Su Ziyue dissatisfied: "That's it?"

"I only know this." Su Ziyue stood in front of him with folded arms, her eyes full of cunning.

Qin Muchen looked at the vivid expression on her face, and a smile flashed across her eyes so quickly that no one could notice it.

Then, amid Su Ziyue's watching eyes, he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

Su Ziyue: "..."