Can’t stand steadily...
These words flashed through her mind, and Meimei’s heart instantly tightened.
She had come to the private villa since last night, but he never let her in. Could it be that he was being punished then?
If that’s really the case, he wasn’t kneeling for half an hour, but for the entire night!
As soon as Meimei’s hand touched his knee, she heard his sharp intake of breath, and her eyes immediately reddened.
"Tingye, are you still going to deceive me?"
"..."
Dan Tingye looked at her tear-filled eyes, his thin lips tightly pressed together. After a moment, he softly said, "Take a look."
Since she already knew, there was no need to hide it anymore.
Meimei sniffed, cautiously rolling up his pant leg bit by bit. Knowing there was bruising on his knee, her movements were gentle.
Even so, she still accidentally touched him several times, seeing Dan Tingye’s pale face as he quietly endured the pain, even her fingers started trembling.
"Don’t roll it up anymore, I’ll get scissors." Meimei suddenly stood up from the front of the sofa, just about to turn around, when Dan Tingye suddenly grabbed her hand.
"Meimei, I’m fine, you don’t need to be nervous. You can take your time handling it." His deep voice carried an indescribable soothing power.
Meimei’s chaotic thoughts seemed to find a direction to rely on, slowly settling down.
She turned around and nodded at him, "I want a first aid kit. Using scissors will make it less likely to hurt you."
As soon as Meimei finished speaking, Yao immediately brought the first aid kit over. Seeing Meimei’s skilled movements, Mo silently withdrew, also sending the doctor away.
Meimei knelt on the ground, took a deep breath to steady the hand holding the scissors, then deftly cut Tingye’s pant leg open. Seeing the injury on his knee, her tears fell instantly.
"Tingye, it’s all my fault..."
"What nonsense are you saying? It was my own mishandling of the press conference, how could it be your fault?" Dan Tingye extended his hand, pulling her up from the ground, gently wiping away the tears on her cheeks.
"If you’re wrong for messing around with me, then aren’t I even more at fault?"
"But if it weren’t for me coming back, you wouldn’t have..."
"You did nothing wrong by coming back!" Dan Tingye suddenly interrupted her, his tone firm, looking at her with determined eyes, "Remember, no matter how much guilt you feel, you must not say you shouldn’t have come back."
He had waited so long, finally, he waited for her to return. She wasn’t wrong at all.
If there was any fault, it was that she came back too late, making him lose his patience, causing all his restraint to collapse the moment he saw her.
"But your knee..." Meimei looked at his swollen and bruised knee, kneeling for so long that he even found it difficult to straighten his leg.
"I have the heir of the Divine Doctor Lab helping me with such a small injury, what could go wrong?" Dan Tingye teased in a relaxed tone.
Meimei immediately broke into a smile through tears, "You don’t need to tease me. I’ve been studying with Mr. Diwu for a long time, but I seem to be too clumsy, learning very little, just some half-baked skills. If I accidentally leave you permanently injured, don’t blame me."
As Meimei spoke, she found the ointment for reducing swelling and bruising from the first aid kit, gently blowing on it as she applied it.
Dan Tingye looked down at her cautious demeanor, his gaze growing deeper, his hand unconsciously raising, wanting to touch her cheek.