Do Not Approach

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Mu Xiaoxiao's attitude today was something entirely new to her. This person, who stayed by her side, showed fear, anxiety, unease, restraint, sunshine, and joy-but had never displayed the emotion she was seeing now.

She was angry-extremely, furiously angry.

Mu Xiaoxiao's usually charming features were now furrowed in a frown. Her red lips were pressed into a tight line. Her hair, still damp, dripped water down her neck, tracing over her sexy collarbone before disappearing into the deep, endless temptation of her neckline. Yet she didn't bother wiping it away-her thoughts were entirely on Qin Yi.

She was angry.

So angry she could explode.

To think someone could ruin the eldest miss' day like this-it didn't take much to guess who the culprit was.

She wanted to ask if they have any shame?

Couldn't they choose another day to disgust her?

Was Qin Yi's endurance and silence not enough?

She had only just started to recover!

Couldn't they bear to see her doing well?

It was her birthday today-just one day in the entire year. Couldn't they leave her alone and let her be happy for once?

The fire in Mu Xiaoxiao's heart surged wildly, ready to ignite. But suddenly, she looked down and saw the eldest miss' curious gaze from the sofa.

Mu Xiaoxiao: ...

She's been bullied like this, and she still has the energy to look curious? Is she a child or what?

"Are you cold?" Mu Xiaoxiao asked, touching her face.

Embarrassed, Qin Yi shook her head and turned away to pervent her form touching her face.

Though angry inside, Mu Xiaoxiao's hands remained gentle and warm.

She adjusted the air conditioner, raised the temperature, and made sure to dry Qin Yi off completely.

"You need a hot bath, or you'll catch a cold," her heart aching as she noticed Qin Yi's legs. Qin Yi's delicate skin had been scraped by the gravel. She truly was like someone made of glass-fragile and easily hurt.

Mu Xiaoxiao hesitated before trying to touch the wound, but her hand stopped mid-air. If it had been before, she would have shamelesssly touched it to see how much sensation Qin Yi had left in her legs. But now, she couldn't bear to do it.

Looking at the small wound, Mu Xiaoxiao bit her lip-it hurt as if the wound were on her own body.

After a long silence, she looked up and met Qin Yi's gaze.

[It doesn't hurt.]

It was as if Qin Yi could see right through her heart.

The wheelchair outside was soaked, so Mu Xiaoxiao brought over a spare from upstairs. She carefully lifted Qin Yi into it. "Let's go take a bath first."

Qin Yi glanced at the spare wheelchair and suddenly had a thought:

Why do I keep so many wheelchairs?

If I only had one, would she still carry me like this?

Mu Xiaoxiao had no idea what was on Qin Yi's mind. She wheeled her to the bathroom and, with some hesitation, she asked, "Do you want me to help you bathe?"

She was worried about Qin Yi's condition.

Although Mu Xiaoxiao's question was innocent, Qin Yi's mind was no longer as pure as it once was. She quickly shook her head.