Tang Xiaofei walked into the kitchen and saw Wuhui handling the dishes Ye Chenxi hadn't finished. She went over and took over.
"Let me do it!"
Wuhui wasn't very good at cooking, so she handed it over to Tang Xiaofei.
Standing beside her, she asked apologetically, "Is Ah Xi's head okay?"
She really thought it was a thief and had fiercely hit him on the head when she entered the kitchen.
She really didn't mean to hit him.
"It's nothing!" Tang Xiaofei smiled at her slightly. "He's a grown man, a little scratch on his head is no big deal."
Hearing this, Wuhui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She turned around and didn't bother with the busy Tang Xiaofei anymore, heading straight to the living room.
Seeing Ye Chenxi sitting there using his phone to illuminate his injured forehead, she walked over apologetically and added, "Ah Xi, I'm sorry."
Ye Chenxi looked up at her and waved it off, saying, "It's nothing."
"Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
