Looking closely, Song Yinyin's ankle seemed to have developed a bruise as if it had been bumped by something. Fortunately, there was no bleeding, and Lu Jihan slightly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What happened?" he asked, frowning at her.
Song Yinyin had deliberately injured her own ankle. The previous wound hadn't fully healed yet, and this intentional bumping now brought tears to her eyes from the pain.
She had merely meant to test him, but hadn't expected Lu Jihan to be so anxious, which left Song Yinyin stunned instead.
She looked at him speechlessly, taking a long time to come to her senses, and then timidly said, "You're so worried, caring about me, you still must care about me, right?"
The glimpse of panic that had flashed across Lu Jinghan's face just now greatly improved Song Yinyin's previously gloomy mood.
Lu Jihan turned his head to glance at her, about to speak when Song Yinyin interrupted him.
