After being terrified, Qin Yiren really didn't have the strength to pretend anymore.
With her eyes half-closed, she leaned against the leather seat, letting Chu Xinian take out a disinfectant wipe to clean the scratches on her face, and muttered indistinctly, "Don't tell my brother about this."
Qin Er was always extremely worried about her, constantly scheming to worry himself sick over her.
And her mother was even more frail and sickly, unable to bear any bad news about her.
"Okay." Chu Xinian agreed promptly, looking down at the white wipe stained with blood, without any hint of amusement in his eyes, "The nearest hospital is half an hour away, you should sleep, as for Lili, I'll find her."
Qin Yiren weakly showed a bitter smile, "Mr. Chu, thank you for your hard work."
She considered that she was not the self he loved the most right now, yet had no choice but to rely on his help, which made her feel very uneasy.
"It's nothing to feel embarrassed about."
