章 297: 125: Apology_1

"I'm not stupid," Mu Qingli scratched her head, her voice tinged with a touch of grievance, "I just didn't expect it to hurt so much..."

She regretted it too.

Who knew that the staircase, which didn't look very high, would hurt so much when tumbling down?

Mu Qingli wore blue and white striped hospital garb, the top button undone, revealing a glimpse of her delicate collarbone. Her other foot was in a cast. Naturally pale-skinned, she now had a touch of the sickly beauty of Lin Daiyu, which was a stark contrast to her usual flamboyant allure.

"Does it still hurt now?" Fu Lanshen half-knelt outside the passenger side, carefully resting her casted leg on the interior brace.

Mu Qingli looked down at Fu Lanshen kneeling beside her, a faint haze of disbelief in her eyes, "It doesn't hurt anymore..."

She was used to seeing Fu Lanshen's air of superiority, and had never seen him lowering himself like this before.

He truly was a good elder.

Why was she suddenly feeling moved?