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Her eyes were glistening with tears, and her appearance really caused one's heart to ache.

The man's large hands, which were clearly defined by his joints, clasped the woman's delicate, small, and red hand onto his chest.

He had been staring at Mu Jin the entire time, and the woman was holding onto her neck, unblinking at his warm movements. Her hands that were hanging at her side couldn't help but curl up, as she lost the mood to explain herself.

As for the woman in his arms, she shook her thin shoulders, and her tears flowed down like broken beads, wetting the man's white shirt, "Brother Si, my … my head hurts too."

The man slowly lowered his head and his gaze landed on the delicate woman's forehead. A bruise appeared on her narrow and fair forehead. His deep eyes slowly dimmed and were filled with concern. "I'll bring you to the doctor right away."

As he spoke, he bent over and picked up the woman by her waist. Then, lifting his slender legs, he strode out of the room.

Mu Jin watched Li Shusi carry Qiao Ruoxi away and stood in place for a long time before raising his hand to wipe the cold water that was dripping down his face.

Blinking her sore eyes, the corner of her mouth twitched.

After tidying up her complicated mood, she walked into the bathroom and took off her wet clothes, changed into a clean hospital gown, and put them on.

She changed into a new set of clothes, and just as she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Li Shusi already carrying Qiao Ruoxi back to the ward.

He carefully placed Qiao Ruoxi on the sickbed and lightly covered her with a white blanket.

The man's cold face was clearly outlined. He was deep and gentle, and his tone was low and gentle. "You should lie down and rest for a while."

With that, he turned back, and his gentle gaze at Qiao Ruoxi suddenly turned cold.

He looked straight at Mu Jin, and quickly walked towards her, his tone filled with endless indifference, "Mu Xiaojin, apologize to Ruoxi."

Mu Jin pursed her red lips, was not afraid of the man's sharp eyes at all, and said with a cold voice. "The fault is not mine, I will not apologize to her."

She turned her head towards Qiao Ruoxi who was on the sickbed, "Miss Qiao, since you have the guts to splash water on me, you should have the guts to tell your Brother Si the truth."

The woman on the sickbed was extremely weak. She gently bit her lips, and her eyes seemed to drip with tears. "Miss Mu, don't go too far."

The man walked forward and grabbed Mu Jin's hand, his cold and fierce gaze sweeping over, "Hurry, apologize."

Mu Jin looked at the man's cold and reserved face, then slightly raised her fair and flawless face. Layers and layers of flames started to spread from the bottom of her heart, but were forcibly suppressed by her.

"Young Master Li, you're not stupid. She splashed my face with water, causing my entire body to be drenched … If it wasn't for your beauty Qiao repeatedly provoking me, I wouldn't have the leisure and grace to touch her. "

The man's gaze still didn't contain a trace of warmth as his cold voice continued, "Say that again. Apologize to her."

Hearing his words, Mu Jin could not help but burst out laughing, his tone was even colder than before, "Mr. Li, I am only narrating the truth, your fiancee, Qiao Ruoxi …" She slanted her eyes at that woman, "If she dares to provoke me again, I will still not let her off."

The man was annoyed by her contemptuous attitude. He grabbed her left arm and pulled it away. His dark eyes were ice-cold as he said, "Shut up."

Mu Jin took the man's hand and shook it off. He refused to admit defeat and replied: "The one who should shut up is you.

Stupid.

Scum dead!