Yang Feng took the water and gently handed it to the precious woman in his arms. "Be careful, it might be too hot— "
She ignored him and snatched the cup off his hand, finishing it all in one gulp.
Yang Feng took the cup back and handed it to his secretary for him to refill. Chen Gaonan frowned at his new job as a water boy, but nonetheless, went to fetch the water.
"Does it hurt anywhere?" Yang Feng asked, brushing away her messy fringe to reveal the thick white bandage on her forehead. Seeing it, his lips tilted into a frown.
"No." Zhao Lifei curtly answered, pushing him away and casting her eyes downwards. She remembered his expression when he saw the bloodshed. Sitting here, she was waiting for him to tell her he didn't want a woman as crazy and uncontrollable like her.
