Tang Suiyu's small face squeezed out tears, her little hands tightly clutching his clothes, "I don't care, I'm your wife!"
Tang Suiyu forcefully tore open his shirt, staring at the spot on his side wrapped in gauze. She moved her small mouth, and after a few seconds, her trembling little hand reached toward it.
"You're hurt, did you think you could hide it from me?" Just as her fingertips were about to touch the soft gauze, she pulled them back.
She was afraid it would hurt him.
Ye Gushen stared at her distressed little expression, his hardened heart softened, and he pulled her small body close, "I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."
"You don't let me know about minor injuries? So, you won't let me know about serious ones either? In your eyes, do you think I don't care? I know I was immature before, but we're together now! I worry about you!" Tang Suiyu punched his chest angrily, "Let go of me!"
"Where are you going?"
