Xie limo looked at Yun bixue's bleeding hand, and his heart ached as if it was being torn apart.
Usually, he would protect his wife. Even if there was a slight wound on her hand or if it was splashed with oil, he would be heartbroken. In the end, when he wasn't paying attention, his wife actually cut her finger with a knife.
At the thought that she was the one who hurt herself, Xie limo's heart sank, and his expression turned even colder.
Although Xie limo's expression did not look too good, his actions were still very gentle when he bandaged Yun bixue's wound, as if he was treating a precious treasure.
Yun bixue didn't want her hand to be bandaged, because her blood would still be useful later. However, it had been a long time since she had seen her husband get angry.
Especially when she saw his expression, her heart trembled and she did not dare to say anything.
