Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 818 - 318: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] No Matter How Vast the World Is, I Can’t Escape You (Part 4)

Chapter 818: Chapter 318: [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] No Matter How Vast the World Is, I Can’t Escape You (Part 4)

Aunt Li returned to the kitchen to clear the dishes, while Lin Chu lay on the dining table for a while. Her frustration dissipated, and she continued eating the salad she had poked beyond recognition.

Hmm, it’s a bit sweet.

Sweet like honey tea.

...

When Shen Weiyi came home, Lin Chu, having eaten and drunk enough, was prepared to go back to the small building and make peace.

Originally, she didn’t plan to speak, but Lin Chu was a typical person whose sharp tongue hid a soft heart. Seeing the bruise on the other person’s wrist, she couldn’t help but ask, "How did you get this injury?"

It looked quite serious, not like it had been pinched out with force; rather, it seemed to have been struck by some heavy object.

After Shen Weiyi’s event ended, she had removed her makeup. Due to exhaustion, her complexion appeared pale. Noticing Lin Chu’s gaze on her wrist, she discreetly pulled down the sleeves of her sweater.

She answered lightly, "Just took a fall, it’s nothing serious."

A warm face to a cold back was not something Lin Chu would do. She glanced at Shen Weiyi’s slightly trembling hand holding the cup, without much emotion in her eyes.

But... after taking two steps, she stopped, scratching her long hair in extreme irritation.

Oh, this damn saintly heart...

She returned to the side of the dining room and took the cup from Shen Weiyi’s hand without looking at Shen Weiyi’s puzzled and frowning expression, as if trying to conceal something, she coughed lightly twice.

She said in an extremely awkward manner, "I’m so full with nothing to do."

After the initial surprise, Shen Weiyi resumed her usual cool demeanor, replying calmly, "Thank you."

The atmosphere was quite awkward.

After all, with Shen Weiyi’s wrist injured, Lin Chu didn’t fill the cup entirely; the water level was only at half the height of the glass.

Passing the cup to her hand, she said, "Aunt Li just replaced the water, it’s a bit hot, use your left hand to hold it."

...

The study door was open.

It was already eleven o’clock, and there was still no movement downstairs.

Lu Huai’an’s brows furrowed slightly. He shut down the computer and got up to walk out of the study.

He walked across the pebble-paved path to the back door of the main building, grasped the doorknob, and opened the door.

"Ah! Hot, hot, hot! Are you okay? I didn’t do it on purpose, did you get burned? Hold on a second, I’ll go ask Aunt Li if she has any burn ointment!"

When Lin Chu handed the cup to Shen Weiyi, it was unclear whether Shen Weiyi failed to hold it steady or Lin Chu let go prematurely, but the cup slid to the ground and shattered, half a cup of hot water splattering everywhere.

"Don’t move, in case you cut your feet, it won’t be good."

With the back of her hand burning painfully, she couldn’t even take care of herself, yet she worriedly wished for Shen Weiyi, who was frowning in pain.

"Stop."

Lin Chu had only taken a step when a man’s indifferent and angry voice sounded from behind, causing her body to freeze as if petrified, not daring to even turn her head.

It’s over!

Even if she had a hundred mouths, she couldn’t explain it clearly.

Shen Weiyi was in the entertainment industry; if this cup of water left scars anywhere, she’d lose many endorsement deals and advertisements.

Lu Huai’an’s eyebrows were tightly knit, his angular features showing little emotion, yet his presence was soaked with a somber aura.

The floor was littered with shards of glass, was she planning to just step over them and lose her feet?

He took long strides over, bypassing the glass reflecting the light, picked up Lin Chu, who was swaying with one leg still in the air, and threw her onto the sofa in the living room.

Turning around, he approached Shen Weiyi, looked at the back of her hand, "Is there any place else that got burned?"

The stunned Shen Weiyi seemed to awaken from a dream, lowered her head and softly responded, "I’m fine, just a bit of ointment will do."

Only a few droplets splashed on her, it wasn’t serious.

She was standing facing the back door, and when Lin Chu handed her the cup, that door happened to open. Instinctively, she looked over and met a pair of deep, unreadable black eyes.

In those seconds of distraction, the cup slipped from her hand.

Lin Chu reacted quickly and pushed her, so other than the back of her hand getting splashed with a few drops, nothing else got involved, but her back was pushed and stumbled, hitting the corner of the table.

It hurt a lot.

No matter whose perspective saw that scene, she was the victim, wasn’t she?

Even the servants who came out upon hearing the noise looked at Lin Chu with somewhat unusual gazes; what he saw at the first glance when entering from the back door was the scene of Lin Chu reaching out to push her.

"Just now..."

"You go upstairs and rest first, the servant will bring the ointment to your room."

Shen Weiyi was interrupted after uttering just two words.

She slightly lowered her head, her gaze landing on the buttons of the man’s black shirt.

Was he defending Lin Chu?

A surge of sourness welled up, not in the spot that hit the table corner, but in the heart.

A faintly bitter smile pulled at her plain face, nodding slightly, she responded in a low voice, "Okay."

...

Shen Weiyi returned to her room. Lin Chu listened to the man instructing the servants to clean up the dining room and not leave any glass shards.

When the servant found the ointment and sent it upstairs, the living room returned to quietness.

Hauled into the air, Lin Chu obediently and meekly circled her arms around the man’s neck like a wounded, pitiful little cat, without a word.

Back at the small building, she was placed on the sofa in the bedroom.

The back of her hand was red; her skin was fair and delicate, making it conspicuous.

After Lu Huai’an applied burn ointment for her, he used sterilized tweezers to pick out the glass shards lodged in her toes.

He half-kneeled on the carpet, and from Lin Chu’s perspective, she could only see his dark, short hair. This wasn’t his first time treating her wounds, but it was the most silent.

He didn’t coldly mock her, nor did he intentionally apply pressure to hurt her.

His movements were gentle, yet she still felt some pain.

Her long hair hung messily over her shoulders, and she lowered her head, her exquisite little face hidden in her hair, her voice low and soft, "I didn’t do it on purpose just now, her wrist was bruised and she couldn’t steady the cup. I was helping her pour water, and maybe didn’t grasp it properly, so..."

When thrown onto the sofa, her mind was full of the panic at being caught "bullying" Shen Weiyi by Lu Huai’an.

Without hearing the conversation between Shen Weiyi and Lu Huai’an, she certainly didn’t pry into whether the words Shen Weiyi hadn’t finished saying, "just now," were meant to defend her or something else.

The man had little reaction, so Lin Chu didn’t know whether he believed what she said.

The glass shards weren’t deeply embedded, but being extracted with the tweezers from between her flesh, Lin Chu still couldn’t hold back a sharp intake of breath, "Hiss! It hurts~"

Only then did she finally admit to feeling the pain. Lu Huai’an’s brows relaxed slightly, as he said in a calm tone, "No pain, no gain."

Though his voice remained as indifferent as usual, his movements grew even gentler.

Lin Chu didn’t understand the implication behind his words, thinking he was angry. As he stood up, she grabbed his hand, explaining once more, "I really didn’t mean to hurt her."