Love You Till the End-Chapter 990 - 989: Why Did You Wash That Shirt?

Shi Aoju frowned, "Let’s use ice packs first to see if the swelling can go down, and then ask the doctor what ointment is needed. I’ll go to the pharmacy to get it for you."

Su Jiuyi rested her chin on her knees and nodded obediently.

After Shi Aoju went out, she took a deep breath and thought about the clothes Shi Aoju had thrown away just now, feeling a wave of frustration.

It’s all his fault for suddenly coming in! Otherwise, I would have succeeded in escaping!

She lowered her head, pondering how to explain her presence in his room to him later.

Shi Aoju soon returned with an ice pack, and upon seeing her swollen foot, she naturally dared not move.

Shi Aoju carefully placed the ice pack on her foot, and the sudden chill made Su Jiuyi involuntarily furrow her brows.

"Is it okay?" Shi Aoju observed the changes in her foot under the ice pack.

Su Jiuyi nodded.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent. Su Jiuyi really wanted to explain, but she hadn’t thought of a convincing reason to deceive Shi Aoju yet.

"Why are you in my room?" Shi Aoju’s gaze was still on her foot, but his eyebrows furrowed out of habit. "And with an iron?"

"..." Su Jiuyi was at a loss for words for a moment before answering, "The housekeeper asked me to tidy your clothes."

Shi Aoju looked at her with half-belief: "Aren’t clothes supposed to be sent to the laundry room for tidying?"

Faced with his question, Su Jiuyi’s gaze began to wander uncertainly, speaking nonsense: "I don’t know either, the housekeeper asked me to tidy them. Maybe the maid from yesterday forgot to iron them."

Shi Aoju spoke calmly, "Then let’s dismiss the servant responsible for laundry yesterday."

"No, no, no, no!" Su Jiuyi hurriedly waved frantically. She didn’t want her lie to cause others to lose their jobs, "Just this once, please be generous and forgive them, Young Master Jue. After all, it’s not easy for them."

"Oh?" Shi Aoju turned around and sat on the bed edge, "But my house doesn’t tolerate such occurrences."

Su Jiuyi lowered her voice, "Even God makes mistakes."

"Then let’s dismiss God," he said calmly.

"You have some nerve," Su Jiuyi raised an eyebrow.

"What does it matter to you."

"I..." Su Jiuyi, agitated, withdrew her foot, causing the ice pack to fall onto the bed.

Shi Aoju gave her a sidelong glance, grabbed her ankle, picked up the ice pack, and placed it back on, but this time without the previous gentleness, pressing it down with punitive force.

"Ouch!"

This man is truly incorrigible; you never know what trick he’ll pull if you provoke him.

"Now I ask, you answer." He released the tightly squeezed ice pack, leaned towards her a bit, resting against the bedhead.

Su Jiuyi looked into his eyes, now so close, as if they were a net she couldn’t escape.

Although his gaze was somewhat cold, it lacked any sign of anger, and while his tone was stern, there was no trace of blame.

Su Jiuyi lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

"Why did you want to wash that shirt?" Shi Aoju lightened his voice.

He was quite puzzled about his own feelings. Su Jiuyi kept appearing in his life over and over, and he always felt that sometimes he cared about her uncontrollably.

Sometimes he thinks she’s too troublesome and stubborn, believing there’s something she can handle herself, but sometimes she’s so vulnerable, seemingly a bubble that might burst, needing someone else’s protection.