Qiao Chuchu came to her senses and waved her hand honestly, "Goodbye!"
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan's lips curled into a light smile, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment before he decisively turned and left.
The secretary quickly released Pei Youchuan and chased after Wei Sheng Wen Zhan.
Qiao Chuchu hurried over to Pei Youchuan's side, "Quick, wrap up your wound. You still need a tetanus shot."
Blood continued to drip from the wound on Pei Youchuan's hand, but he ignored her, staring coldly at Wei Sheng Wen Zhan's retreating figure.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan suddenly turned around to look at him.
Pei Youchuan's face darkened, and with a smooth motion, he wrapped his arm around Qiao Chuchu's shoulder, "Ah, I'm dizzy."
Qiao Chuchu quickly supported him, "You’re fainting from losing just this much blood? You don’t look that fragile."
Pei Youchuan: "?"
He lowered his head and leaned close to her, unwilling to let go, "Didn't you used to like me? When I got hurt before, you'd put on band-aids for me, blow on it, and even shed tears. Why is it that now, when your brother is injured like this, you're indifferent?"
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan raised his brow, walking into the transparent elevator, his eyes fixed on the pair at the end of the corridor.
Qiao Chuchu furrowed her brows tightly, "I already said that I’m different from the past. I was foolish before, but I won’t keep doing immoral things now."
Pei Youchuan’s face darkened, his tone turning cold, "You think it’s immoral to help me bandage my wound after I got hurt?"
She helplessly replied, "No."
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【The immoral part is the intention behind my bandaging. Before, I did it with the aim of seducing him. Now, there’s no need for seduction anymore.】
【Besides, this is the infirmary, if I want someone to help bandage, I can just ask them to come in. I can't be more professional than a doctor.】
Pei Youchuan stared at her.
A year ago, when he was injured during a sports event, Qiao Chuchu sat across from him, holding his hand with her pale fingers.
She used tweezers to carefully disinfect the wound, "Does it hurt?"
He stayed silent, resisting.
Qiao Chuchu held his hand to her lips, gazing at him with watery eyes, blowing gently on his injury.
The pain seemed to fade slightly with the breeze.
She didn’t hide her intentions, her eyes gleaming with ambiguity, tears falling heavily, "I feel for you, Third Brother."
"Let me hold your hand, until the blood stops flowing."
He didn’t speak that day, nor did he reject her. He simply watched her quietly until the wound truly stopped bleeding.
Pei Youchuan snapped out of his thoughts, his breathing quickened, his Adam's apple moving as he looked at Qiao Chuchu.
Qiao Chuchu, her face bare and wearing a simple t-shirt and wide-leg pants for comfort, looked completely different from the refined version of her that he remembered. She was as calm as if carrying a dead person, her expression unmoving.
His gaze became slightly unfocused, then suddenly wary, looking at the transparent elevator across from him.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan stood inside the elevator, his eyes sharp and full of hostility.
Pei Youchuan suddenly smiled, bending down and pulling Qiao Chuchu into the room.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "?"
The door to the infirmary was slammed shut!
The man’s strength was enough to ensure no one could interrupt them.
The secretary witnessed this and reported to him, "Mr. Wei?"
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan frowned, "Let’s go."
The secretary nodded, then finally released the hand that had been holding the elevator door open.
The elevator slowly ascended.
The temperature in the infirmary suddenly rose.
Qiao Chuchu was pinned beneath Pei Youchuan, staring at him in shock.
Pei Youchuan repeated his actions, straddling her, using his bloody hand to brush through his hair, "I didn’t do it on purpose, I was just too dizzy earlier."
Qiao Chuchu: "...Then why don’t you get off?"
【I think he did it on purpose. Who falls onto a bed so smoothly like that?】
【But he’s usually so righteous and righteous like a jerk, so he probably wouldn't do this to me intentionally. He must not have meant it, I shouldn’t think badly of him.】
【After all, if he were interested in me, he would've given in when I tried to seduce him before.】
Qiao Chuchu snapped back to reality, looking at him with disgust, "Why aren’t you getting off?"
Pei Youchuan looked down at her, his face full of righteous confidence, "Dizzy, can’t move."
Qiao Chuchu: "?"
She grabbed his waist and threw him onto the bed, "Ha!"
Pei Youchuan: "?????"
Qiao Chuchu proudly tossed her head, "Although I can’t beat you, sneaking up on you is no problem. Are you still dizzy now?"
Pei Youchuan raised an eyebrow, comfortably leaning back on the bed, his fox-like eyes glinting, "Not dizzy anymore, but with you leaning over me like this, I feel like you're trying to force me to obey you."
Qiao Chuchu froze, realizing she was on top of Pei Youchuan.
She quickly rolled off the bed, her entire body radiating resistance and innocence, "Don’t misunderstand me! I’ve quit the perversion, I don’t feel anything for you guys. I’ll wait outside for you to get your stupid injection!"
Pei Youchuan: "..."
Qiao Chuchu quickly left the room.
Pei Youchuan clicked his tongue in irritation, placing his hand behind his head.
This was so annoying.
But...
He thought of Wei Sheng Wen Zhan's greenish face and smirked, "Forget it, I won anyway, let’s just get the shot!"
Qiao Chuchu called for a doctor to treat Pei Youchuan’s wound.
She went to wait in the hallway.
Her phone suddenly rang.
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "There’s a ball on the top floor tonight, can I invite you to be my dance partner?"
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
Do I need to attend a ball here?
She politely declined, "I don’t have an evening gown, forget it."
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "I’ll buy one for you."
Qiao Chuchu: "?"
She asked, "Do you know my size?"
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "I will know."
Qiao Chuchu: "???????"
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "There will be many of my acquaintances at tonight’s banquet. Your brother injured my hand, so I really have no choice but to ask you to dance with me. I can’t have my partner feel disrespected. I think you will understand."
Qiao Chuchu hesitated.
Hmm...
She still didn’t want to.
She wanted to keep her distance from Wei Sheng Wen Zhan, but this was indeed Pei Youchuan's issue.
Family should always cover for each other.
She hesitated, "I’ll talk to my brother about it. If he agrees, I’ll go. I can’t guarantee anything."
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan was silent for a moment, "It’s okay if your brother doesn’t agree. I only need you to dance with me for one song. I hope he can forgive my impolite request."
Qiao Chuchu, panicked, replied, "No, no, he won’t be angry! Your request is perfectly normal. Don’t think like that, he’s the one being rude and causing you trouble."
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan: "Your brother doesn’t like me very much. I don’t think he’ll agree, even though it was he who hurt me."
"It’s fine, I won’t dance. Although it might make the host of the ball think I’m not supporting it."
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
She closed her eyes, "I agree."
Wei Sheng Wen Zhan replied immediately, "Okay, I’ll be at your door at 7 p.m. to pick you up. A staff member will deliver the evening gown to your room shortly."
Qiao Chuchu: "..."
She felt like this guy was scheming to corner her step by step.
But one of life's great illusions is that he might like me.
She shook her head, thinking not to be so narcissistic.
"Qiao Chuchu?" A female voice sounded beside her.
Qiao Chuchu looked up in surprise, and saw a young girl in a finely tailored suit standing in front of her, smiling as she looked her up and down, "It’s really you! Why are you dressed like this here? I didn’t even recognize you at first."
Qiao Chuchu’s good mood instantly plummeted.
The girl in front of her had fluffy red-brown hair, her face glowing with the trendy watery skin glow popular in country H, and standing under the light, she seemed waxed, so shiny that even a fly landing on her face could slip.
This girl was named Qiao Yue.
She was the eldest daughter of her paternal uncle’s younger brother and also her cousin.
At this moment, Qiao Yue puffed up her high apple cheeks, eyeing Qiao Chuchu’s wide-leg pants and loose t-shirt, smiling meaningfully.
Clearly, Qiao Yue thought Qiao Chuchu’s outfit was messy, and was secretly feeling pleased with herself for looking better.