"Wen, you still have injuries on your face. Let me help you apply some medicine," Han Luoqi walked over cautiously, holding a piece of gauze, wanting to approach.
"Leave. I want to be alone for a while." Wen Zao coldly refused.
"Wen..." Han Luoqi began to say something, but Wen Zao's face suddenly turned dark, and he shouted at her, "Is it your ears that have a problem, or did I not make myself clear? I said get out, don't you understand?"
Han Luoqi's fingers trembled in fright, the gauze fell to the ground, and she let out a resentful hum towards Wen Zao before reluctantly turning to leave.
Only when the entire bedroom was left with Wen Zao alone did he seem to drop all pretense, collapsing onto the sofa as if deflated.
Ye Xixi's departing words, "I won't come back anymore—", resonated like an inescapable curse, pounding his head with pain.
He just wanted to take Ye Xixi back to A City, he just wanted to protect her from harm.
