Chu Liangxia carefully looked herself over several times, noticing something different from when she left in the morning, the white dress she was wearing had a few spots stained with dust.
Feng Ziheng frowned almost immediately.
"Come here," he said, placing his laptop on the coffee table and gazing at Chu Liangxia as he uttered two words.
Chu Liangxia obediently walked over.
Feng Ziheng grabbed her right wrist and pulled the long sleeve up to just above her elbow, where a blue bruise immediately came into view.
Seeing the bruise, Chu Liangxia was a bit surprised too.
She must have bumped it during the fight near the restaurant, right?
"Does it hurt?" Feng Ziheng asked in a low voice.
"Not at all," Chu Liangxia shook her head.
She didn't feel a thing.
Feng Ziheng pressed two fingers against the bruise on her arm and then asked, "And now?"
"It hurts," Chu Liangxia's brows furrowed.