Xia Yan was slightly stunned and couldn't figure it out.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you finish it already? It tastes so bad. Eat it yourself."

In fact, he just saw that you hadn't eaten, so it was a disguised concern.

"Uh... okay!" Xia Yan reluctantly picked up the dumplings and ate them in small bites.

The hair around her ears fell down, sticking to her face and itching slightly. She subconsciously used her other hand to push the stray hair behind her ears.

The skin around the wound has been soaked and turned white, spreading to the intact parts of the skin.

Yi Beihan's heart bulged, and his whole heart trembled violently, as if it was about to open his chest and jump out.

"What you make is just as disgusting as your people. Don't make anything for me to eat again!"

Yi Beihan suddenly roared, frowning, clenching his fists with ferocious eyes, and gritting his teeth.

After saying that, he went upstairs.

Xia Yan was left sitting alone at the dining table in a daze.

Xia Yan sat blankly, as if he hadn't realized what happened.

He said, what you make is as disgusting as your people?

Is this what Yi Beihan said?

Xia Yan couldn't believe what came out of Yi Beihan's mouth.

But indeed, that's what he said to her.

The surging tears fell on the table one after another. Xia Yan just stared at the half plate of dumplings on the table in a daze.

Heartache came over her like a scourge. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't even utter a single syllable.

Suddenly he reached out and swept half a plate of dumplings onto the floor.

A "crackling sound" sounded in the quiet living room. Xia Yan lay on the table, like a desperate little animal, her shoulders shaking violently and sobbing.

"Yi Beihan, what did I do wrong...why did you do this to me..."

She couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out, how could they come to this point.

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Upstairs, Yi Beihan locked himself in the study. He didn't know what Xia Yan was doing at the moment, but he knew how excessive what he just said was.

He was using his whole life's strength to restrain himself, to restrain himself and rush downstairs to hug her.

He only hoped that she would be well and that her pain would be short-lived.

But in the end, I felt so heartbroken that I took the medicine box and put it on the cabinet in her room, then returned to the room.

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Downstairs, Xia Yan hugged herself and cried for an hour before finally calming down.

I packed up the dumplings and plate fragments that fell on the floor and went upstairs.

The layout here was exactly the same as the original villa, so she only relied on her memory to find the room.

When I opened the door, I saw that the layout inside was the same as before.

A medicine box on the cabinet is particularly eye-catching.

She walked over and opened it. In addition to ordinary cold medicine, the rest was actually disinfectant, ointment for wounds, and anti-swelling medicine.

My originally gloomy mood suddenly became clear, and my face was full of joy.

Did Yi Beihan prepare it for her?

She wiped away her tears, looked at herself in the mirror with red and swollen eyes, and suddenly laughed.

Unable to take a shower, she had to wash her hands briefly, apply medicine to the wounds on her hands, and apply medicine to the fingerprints on her chin.

Then he sat on the bed and laughed silly.

Duplicity.

Didn't Yi Beihan always talk like this before? She felt so uncomfortable!

Besides, there is very little time left between them.

"So you are still here and have never left..." The sudden ringing of a cell phone disturbed Xia Yan's thoughts.
Chapter completed!