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When she finished speaking, she did not look at Leung Youshen's completely black face. With a smile, she turned around and walked out of the car, not even turning her head to look back.

The smile on his face completely disappeared, and the dejected, injured, and exhausted expression in his eyes surged.

However, she couldn't control her emotions the moment she saw Leung Youshen. She didn't want to see him now at all, afraid that she would give up the thought of leaving him. If he had treated her a little better, Jiang Musang simply could not guarantee that she would not obediently return to his side.

Jiang Musang finally realised that he was in pain after being reminded of this. He extended his hand and touched the place where he had bit before.

had never been afraid to hurt her. It was just that in the past, he would have forbidden her to injure herself, but now, he didn't care. Even if Jiang Musang had injured himself, he probably wouldn't even bother to say a single word.

"To a nearby clinic." He didn't care, but she did, or no one would ever love her.

Jiang Musang paid them and got off the carriage. She walked to the clinic and asked the doctor to clean up his wounds and apply some gauze. When the doctor at the clinic saw the wound on her neck, he couldn't help but size her up. In the end, he didn't say anything and just followed her instructions.

This was a bustling city, what kind of things were these?

After handling it, Jiang Musang left the clinic and once again felt helpless.

He called Secretary's Department and told her to take responsibility. He had urgent matters to attend to. She paid for everything in the room first. If there were any extra money, she would charge it to her. She then thanked him before hanging up.

The late autumn night was cold and windy, and the wind made her flinch. She was thinking about where to spend the rest of the evening when a black Audi stopped in front of her.

The door opened, and He Tianchen, who was dressed in a beige woolen sweater and a dark brown windbreaker, walked out of the car and straight in front of her.

"Good evening, Musang." He Tianchen smiled gently, as usual. The tear mark on the left corner of his eye looked extremely gentle and quiet.

Jiang Musang did not expect to meet him here, but for some reason, she felt grateful for his appearance. She smiled, looking sweet and cute, "Good evening."

After saying that, He Tianchen frowned, and his gaze landed on her neck which was wrapped in gauze, which was stained with a little bit of red.

"How did you get injured?" He Tianchen naturally reached out his hand to touch the gauze, but Jiang Musang did not have the intention to dodge. He did not reject his touch at all, allowing his finger to fall on the gauze.

It was clearly separated by a layer of gauze, but Jiang Musang felt his fingers on her skin, warm and gentle, with a healing effect.

"Does it hurt?" He Tianchen retracted his hand, his eyes filled with undisguised pain.

It really hurt for her, and for some reason, Jiang Musang thought about the scene when he first met He Tianchen. His nose was sore, and he suddenly reached out to hug him.

"Let me hold him for a moment."