Lu Shouyue went to the front desk to ask for a first aid kit and pulled Lin Wanwan to sit on the sofa on the right side of the hall for disinfection and medication.
Perhaps his deeply concentrated gaze was too eye-catching, attracting a lot of attention, making Lin Wanwan a bit embarrassed.
"Mr. Lu, is it done? There's no need to trouble you so much."
"It's done."
After disinfecting Lin Wanwan's wound and applying a bandage, Lu Shouyue took Lin Wanwan to the restaurant on the second floor.
His expression remained calm with nothing unusual, while Lin Wanwan felt uncertain whether he believed her explanation.
Yet, regardless of whether he believed her or not, she was not going to reveal her secrets publicly, leaving him to speculate.
The two of them walked to the long table on the second floor, where many people were already seated.
A row of gentlemen, a row of ladies, none of them alone.
