Dong Huiying was heartbroken and didn't have the time to bicker with Shujun's slick talk. She hurriedly reached out to pull open Shujun's collar. Seeing the blood-seeped bandage wrapped around Shujun's chest, her eyes immediately turned red.
"Who did this to you?"
Shujun clutched her hand, as if afraid she might disappear in front of him, and put on a pitifully weak look, truly a sickly beauty: "It hurts so much, Xiao Hui, please rub it for me, will you?"
Third Master's doting appearance made Master of Branched Wang's eyelids twitch. He had only seen Third Master being domineering, issuing orders, or being carefree and nonchalant, but had he ever seen this goblins-like side? Truly a clingy little pest.
Fortunately, Master of Branched Wang was quite perceptive and could tell the extraordinary relationship between the two. Associating the term "Xiao Hui" that Shujun called and the name of the Huizi Store... he immediately understood.
