By the time Liancheng Yazhi finished speaking, Rongyan's eyes were filled with tears. She suddenly threw herself into his arms and hugged his neck tightly with both arms, as if she wanted to strangle his neck.

Liancheng Yazhi's breathing was a little unsmooth, but he didn't move or speak. He knew that Rong Yan was feeling uneasy a moment ago, and now she needed to be released. He reached out and patted Rong Yan's back gently.

He understood how much courage it took for Rong Yan to tell this matter, and he also understood that she really didn't want to deceive him, so she took such great psychological pressure to tell him this matter.

Liancheng Yazhi was very happy now, because after Rong Yan told this secret, there was no other secret to hide from him.

Liancheng Yazhi said softly: "Baby, it's okay...it's okay..."

After Rong Yan hugged Liancheng Yazhi and cried a lot, she felt much better.

She let go of Liancheng Yazhi's neck and wanted to say something, but was a little embarrassed, lowering her head and wringing her fingers.

Liancheng Yazhi had not seen her timid and shy appearance for a long time. He couldn't help but feel that it was very funny. He grabbed Rong Yan's hand and said with a smile: "I'm sorry? Do you still feel embarrassed in front of your husband?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liancheng Yazhi discovered that there were several crescent marks dug by fingernails on Rong Yan's palm, and blood was oozing out. His expression suddenly changed. These injuries were clearly caused by Rong Yan unknowingly when he was extremely worried and scared.

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Liancheng Yazhi suddenly felt heartbroken. He should have responded to her earlier and shouldn't have left her uneasy for so long.

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rong Yan's hand and gently opened it: "Why didn't you tell me about the injury on your hand? You are so... so worrying. You can't hurt yourself no matter what..."

He quickly jumped out of bed, found the first aid kit in the room, and took out anti-inflammatory potion.

Only now did Rongyan notice the slight pain in her palm. She wanted to withdraw her hand. Applying the anti-inflammatory medicine would really hurt. She said, "No need,...it's just a minor injury...it will be fine tomorrow morning."

Liancheng Yazhi said with a tigerish face, "Is this a small injury? It hurts the palm of your hand. You won't be able to stretch your palm tomorrow. Come on, stretch out your hand and I'll give you some medicine."

Amid Liancheng Yaya's threat, Rongyan had no choice but to stretch out her hand, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and asked him to give her medicine.

She looked at Liancheng Yazhi's delicate profile and observed every expression on his face.

Although his expression was fierce, his eyes were full of tenderness. Not only that, his movements were particularly cautious, holding his hand as if he was protecting his treasure.

When he wiped her wound with anti-inflammatory lotion, he kept asking: "Does it hurt? Just bear with it, it will be fine soon..."

It definitely hurts, but Rong Yan always shakes his head, "It doesn't hurt..."

It was certain that Lian Cheng Yazhi loved her, and his gentle care and concern were all fake. They were exactly the same as before, which made Rong Yan feel relieved.

Because the wound was not big and did not require special medicine, Liancheng Yazhi took out a few band-aids and put them on Rong Yan's palm.

After posting the last one, he said: "Okay, let's do this tonight and then go find Natsume tomorrow."

Rongyan shook his head, "It's just a minor injury, there's no need to look for Natsume..."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow." Liancheng got out of bed elegantly, went to the bathroom, took a towel soaked in warm water, and squeezed out the water.

He wiped Rong Yan's face with a towel.

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