While Ye Hao was jumping around in pain, Boyuan had already taken out a band-aid from his pocket and handed it over.
"F*ck, Boyuan, you can foretell the future?"
Ye Hao quickly took the band-aid from Boyuan and picked up the half-full mineral water bottle. Twisting open the cap, he rinsed his wound and applied the band-aid on it.
"Thank you," Ye Hao said very sincerely.
Boyuan gave a tight smile and said coolly, "No problem."
This was the attitude Boyuan had always adopted towards outsiders. Towards family and close friends, he would be a bit nicer. But with his wife, he would be as lustful and shameless as he could be.
