Chi Jiao reached out and gently touched the bruise at the corner of his eye.
"It really doesn't hurt anymore," Quan Jue repeated. He grabbed her hand and kissed it gently.
Chi Jiao sighed and said, "Don't hide things from me in the future. I'll be even more worried."
Quan Jue nodded.
At that moment, he did not realize that the image of him squatting in front of Chi Jiao was like a loyal dog.
"Tell me, why were you there earlier?" Quan Jue asked.
Chi Jiao didn't intend to hide it from him, either.
She told him about her suspicion that Quan Jue's mother was actually still alive and the results of her investigation.
After listening to her, Quan Jue was silent for a moment before smiling and reaching out to caress her head.
"Young lady, you're quite capable."
She could even find out about this.
Indeed, his girl was not an ordinary person.
