But the more she hurried, the more mistakes she made, and accidentally pricking herself with the needle, she winced in pain.
Jun Mochan didn't say anything, just watched her with his eyes as tranquil as a deep pool.
Unlike the predatory and imposing gaze he had on others, his look was still incredibly oppressive.
Ye Ranran didn't say anything, just slowly stretched her hand out.
Jun Mochan shifted his gaze away, turning towards Shen Yuzhe: "How much longer will it take to heal?"
"Another twenty minutes."
With the precise time known, Jun Mochan turned and walked out, leaving only Shen Yuzhe and Ye Ranran in the room.
"Was it you who tipped him off?" Ye Ranran picked up a book and pointed it at Shen Yuzhe.
Shen Yuzhe's expression didn't waver in the slightest: "What do you mean 'tipped off'? I simply reported a matter to the young master."
Reported a matter, just like that? Ye Ranran couldn't hold back and threw the book at him.
