Chapter 522
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Su Qianxun stood up and put down the thermos bag. She was worried that he would lose his temper again, so she said, "My hand is fine now. I can eat now."
Su Qianxun was about to place the plate in front of him when Long Sijue suddenly slapped her hand away. He used quite a bit of force, and it hurt her a lot. The young woman immediately raised her head and looked at him. She almost burst into tears …
"I'm not eating anymore. I'm full just by looking at you!" Long Sijue said expressionlessly and strode out of the dining room.
Su Qianxun's hand froze as she held the plate. She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she felt suffocated. 'Does he really hate me that much? He hates me so much that he can't even eat when he sees me. '
Su Qianxun tried her best to hold back her tears. She slowly put down the plate, turned, and fled the dining room in a flustered manner.
When the butler came in with the ointment, he almost bumped into Su Qianxun. She quickly apologized to him, bypassed him and ran back to her bedroom.
Su Qianxun leaned against the door after she returned to her bedroom. She could not hold it in any longer. She covered her mouth with her hand, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
'Baby, am I very useless? But I'm really, really sad. I haven't been this sad in a long time. Please don't despise me, okay? '
There was a knock on the door. Huan Huan walked in with a thermos bag and a tube of ointment in her hands. She looked at Su Qianxun's pale face, and her black eyes, which were usually full of life, lost their luster. Huan Huan walked quickly to the bedside and stuffed the thermos bag into Su Qianxun's hands. She said, "Young mistress, warm your hands first. That kitchen supervisor is really too much. The young master will definitely teach him a lesson!"
"Thank you, Huan Huan." Su Qianxun really did not have any strength left now. She felt that her legs were wobbly. Fortunately, no one asked her to wash vegetables in the kitchen anymore.
"You're welcome. You're a young mistress, and I'm a servant. It's my duty to take care of you!" Huan Huan smiled at her. She then took her hand and started to apply ointment on her wound.
"Don't say that. I'm just a vegetable washer in the kitchen now." Su Qianxun smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Young mistress, don't say that. The young master is only angry at you for now. He'll let you go back when he's not angry anymore. Don't worry. He'll be back soon. The young master loves you so much." Huan Huan felt pain when she saw Su Qianxun's wound.
"Huanhuan, you misunderstood."
She didn't do anything at all, so how could she make him angry? Perhaps in his heart, she was just a pet that he could deal with as he pleased. If he was happy, he would treat her well. If he wasn't happy, he would torture her.
"Hmm? What's the misunderstanding? "Huanhuan blinked her big innocent eyes and looked at her while continuing to help her apply medicine.
Su Qianxun shook her head. "Nothing."
After Huanhuan finished applying the medicine, she said, "Miss, you should rest first. You don't look well. I have brown sugar water over there. I'll brew a cup for you."
"No need to trouble yourself."
"It's not troublesome at all. It'll be quick!" Huanhuan left the ointment, turned around, and ran out.
When Huan Huan returned to her room, she saw Ye Gu walking toward her from the opposite side. Her heartbeat quickened all of a sudden. She took the initiative to greet him. "Big Brother Ye."
Ye Gu usually ignored the servants who greeted him, but this time, he stopped in his tracks and asked, "Did you just come out of the young mistress's room?"
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