Yan Huan thought it over and realized that she really had inexplicably landed a punch on him—she was at fault, she was unreasonable.
"I was indeed impulsive just now, and I apologize to you for that. Is that okay now? If you're willing, I can take you to get your wound treated?"
"No need," Cheng Yue said lazily. "Considering you are Teacher Yan's younger sister, I won't hold it against you. But don't let it happen again, okay!"
"Fine," Yan Huan agreed.
"Let's leave it at that then!" Cheng Yue said as he reached out to Yan Huan. "Give me a hand up!"
"Can't you get up by yourself? I hurt your face, not your legs!" What's with this guy being so finicky?
"Is this the attitude of someone admitting their mistake?" Cheng Yue raised an eyebrow at her. "You're not even willing to help me up?"
"Fine! I'll help you up, okay?" Yan Huan was in a hurry to deliver something to Yan Ye and didn't want to waste time here, so she reached out her hand to Cheng Yue.