It's good, it's good.

At this time, the posture of "Mrs. Pei" has been put on.

She thought victory was in sight.

It's just that...... Pei Tingyuan still wants her to remember that she is Mrs. Pei at this time, is there something wrong?

What she is a little unpredictable is Pei Tingyuan's true thoughts, but she doesn't want to waste time and brain cells on him at all, she just wants to draw the red line and build a bridge to get out of this inexplicable marriage full of painful memories as soon as possible.

"Xihe, you...... What's wrong?" Lu Xiwen looked at Qiao Xihe's smiling face and felt creepy.

Qiao Xihe smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I see that your complexion is better, and I am happy." ”

"Yes......" Lu Xiwen touched her cheek.

Qiao Xihe knew that Pei Tingyuan was still standing at the door, and continued to smile and said: "Miss Lu, continue to recuperate with peace of mind, don't worry, I don't have any misunderstanding between you and Pei Tingyuan, you two haven't seen each other for so many years, and the relationship is still so good, and I'm very happy." ”

Pei Tingyuan, who happened to enter the ward, paused, his face was gloomy, he strode back to the sofa and sat down, and slapped the newspaper next to him on the coffee table.

Lu Xiwen looked over and asked, "Tingyuan, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. Pei Tingyuan replied in a scribble.

"......" Lu Xiwen looked at him silently, and the two of them even answered the same question "nothing", and this "tacit understanding" also made her feel very uncomfortable.

Pei Tingyuan picked up another business magazine and looked at it, even if he noticed Lu Xiwen's gaze, he didn't take it seriously.

Lu Xiwen bit her lip, picked up the water cup on the bedside table, glanced at Qiao Xihe again, and then with a movement of her fingers, the water cup slipped from between her fingers, fell on the edge of the bed, and rolled to the ground, splashing glass slag.

"Oops!" she called softly, looking at the water on the bed and the glass slag on the ground at a loss, and then at Qiao Xihe.

"It's okay, I'll clean it up. Qiao Xihe said, brought a broom and a rag.

"Clean it up, be careful if you miss the glass slag and hurt others. Pei Tingyuan's voice came coldly.

Qiao Xihe buried her head in cleaning up, although her knee had been treated, but as soon as she bent down, a pain suddenly rushed to the top of her head, and she was so painful that a layer of fine sweat oozed from her forehead. She gritted her teeth and said nothing, carefully searching for the glass shards on the ground.

Fortunately, it was a dark floor, and the glass slag was still clear at a glance, but a small piece splashed into the gap between the bedside table and the bed, although it was left there, it was impossible to hurt people, but Pei Tingyuan's fastidious character, she still cleaned it up honestly.

lest he move out of her father again and threaten her.

She reached for it, but she didn't get it, so she had to kneel on the ground and stare hard to get it.

"Hiss......" A sudden tingling pain in his knee made Qiao Xihe not hold back and make a little sound.

She looked down and saw that on the other side of her uninjured knee, a small piece of glass shards had been inserted into the flesh, oozing blood.

She closed her eyes, took out the glass slag in one go, and after checking that there were no problems on the ground, she packed up her things and went to the kitchen, "Miss Lu, I'll change the sheets and quilt covers for you later." ”

"Good. Lu Xiwen wanted to get up, but she covered her head, looking dizzy and weak, "Ting Yuan ......"

Pei Tingyuan dropped the magazine and stepped forward to support her, "Come, go and sit on the sofa for a while." ”

As soon as Qiao Xihe came out of the kitchen, he saw this scene, the corners of his lips raised, and then he went to change the sheets.

Lu Xiwen looked at the busy figure, and caught a glimpse of her bleeding knees out of the corner of her eye, but pretended not to see it, it happened that the roast duck rice was taken out, she rubbed her hands, and excitedly watched Pei Tingyuan open the lunch box, revealing roasted roast duck, green vegetables and fragrant rice.

"The roast duck rice in Quanhui Building is still the same old taste. She laughed.

Pei Tingyuan handed over the chopsticks and spoon, and when she took them, her hand shook slightly, and the chopsticks fell on the coffee table.

"I don't have much strength in my hands. She said sadly.

Pei Tingyuan picked up the chopsticks and said softly, "I'll feed you." ”

Qiao Xihe heard their words and the movement of eating, the smile on the corner of his lips deepened, and even the pain in his knees seemed to have eased a lot, and his hands and feet were changed with neat sheets and quilts.

"Alright, Miss Lu. ”

Lu Xiwen had already eaten almost half of the roast duck rice, and stroked her stomach comfortably, "It's delicious, but I'm already full...... Tingyuan, you can eat. ”

"Hmm. Pei Tingyuan directly took Lu Xiwen's roast duck rice, ate it, saw Qiao Xihe, and pointed to an unopened lunch box, "This is yours, take it to the kitchen to eat." ”

"Good. Qiao Xihe was desperate, took the lunch box, moved with difficulty, and came to the kitchen to eat.

Quanhui Lou is most famous for roast duck rice, she used to go to eat with the Lu family from time to time, at that time they ate happily, it was really like a family, thinking of this...... Losing her appetite, she tossed her lunch box aside and sat on a stool to clean up the new wound on her knee.

Suddenly, a trace of sourness rose in her heart.

This is probably the house leak happened to rain overnight, right?

She rubbed the corners of her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw a dark shadow on the floor.

"Miss Qiao can't stand the grievances and is crying?"

Qiao Xihe said: "I feel that the roast duck rice is not the same taste as before, so I am a little unhappy?"

Pei Tingyuan raised his eyebrows, walked to Qiao Xihe and stood still, looking down at her like a tower, "But obviously some people say that the taste of roast duck rice has not changed." ”

"Individual tastes are different. ”

"Really?" Pei Tingyuan's gaze fell on her knee again, and after treatment, the wound cut by the glass slag was still oozing blood, leaving bright marks on the pale skin, "You are really useless." ”

In the face of his insults and scolding, Qiao Xihe remained motionless, "I have tried my best to take care of Miss Lu, do the others have anything to do with you?"

"Is it okay with me?"

Qiao Xihe didn't know where his words touched Pei Tingyuan's reverse scales, and the uncertain beast immediately went crazy again, reached out and pressed her on the shoulder, and pressed her against the wall.

She twisted her shoulders uncomfortably a few times, and said with a bit of warning, "Miss Lu is outside." ”

"So what?" Pei Tingyuan said as he took the disinfectant and gauze cotton from the table next to him.

In Qiao Xihe's surprised gaze, he skillfully cleaned the wound on Qiao Xihe's knee with disinfectant potion, then applied some iodine wine, and finally put a band-aid.

All the movements are done in one go, and they have been done in the blink of an eye.

Throughout the whole process, Qiao Xihe watched coldly.