Just after the jostling action, Qiao Xiaren naturally didn't notice that her hand had gotten a tiny cut. It was probably scratched accidentally by Chen Mei's fingernail when she lunged forward.
"Does it hurt? How do you end up getting injured just from going out for a while?"
Honestly, she hadn't even realized it until he mentioned it. Only then did she notice the tiny scratch on her hand. Qiao Xiaren glanced at him with a bit of exasperation: "How is this considered an injury? It's just a little scrape."
He held her hand, and his cool lips lightly brushed against the back of it. The intimate gesture was completely natural, as if they were a couple deeply in love for years.
The madam was momentarily at a loss for words, while Wang Yi deduced just from her expression: Injury!
Unwittingly, those present were fed a generous serving of PDA.
