After putting on the Band-Aid, Mu Feichi held Yun Xi's chin and turned her head to face him.
Upon seeing that she had hurt herself again, he had a worried expression on his face.
"Why didn't you hide when the plates were being thrown at you? Did your brain run away from home?"
"A little injury doesn't matter, and I got even with her. Han Qin's leg burns are much more serious than my little cut, and they won't get better for at least ten days."
"Why did you get into an argument with her anyway?"
Mu Feichi calmly let go of her and patted her cheek. "If the impact or angle of the flying shards had been slightly different, what would've happened to your face?"
"..." When his cool fingertips caressed her cheeks, Yun Xi suddenly remembered how her face had been disfigured by Liang Xiuqin in her previous life, and she immediately got agitated.
With shaking hands, she touched her flawless face, feeling extremely grateful and fearful.