Translator: Paperplane Editor: Caron_

  After seeing He Jichen’s silent nod, Chen Bai then turned to Ji Yi. “Miss Ji, goodbye.”


  “Goodbye,” replied Ji Yi so softly that it was difficult to catch.

  Chen Bai didn’t mind and he smiled kindly at Ji Yi. He walked around Ji Yi and quickly exited He Jichen’s suite.

  As the door shut gently not too far behind her, Ji Yi’s fingers, holding the bag of takeout, shivered instinctively.

  It was unclear what was on He Jichen’s mind, but after Chen Bai left, his eyes fell on her face. Yet he still didn’t say anything.

  Ji Yi’s heart felt nervous as she hadn’t thought about what she was going to say. Now that He Jichen was looking her like that, she became completely flustered and instinctively looked down at her feet.

  Without the secretary, Chen Bai, in the room, it instantly seemed a lot quieter and the atmosphere froze over.

  Aside from the sound from the air conditioner, there were no other sounds in the entire room.

  Even though Ji Yi didn’t look at He Jichen, she could still sense his transfixed gaze upon her. Her nervous breathing started to grow unsteady, and just when she couldn’t take it anymore, He Jichen, who had remained quiet throughout, suddenly cleared his throat.

  When Ji Yi heard this, she instinctively looked up and caught He Jichen pointing at the sofa at the side. “Sit.”


  Ji Yi quietly let out an “oh” and continued to stand where she was for two seconds before she walked over to the sofa. She found a seat some distance away from He Jichen and sat down. Then she added, “Thank you.”


  He Jichen didn’t reply to her word of thanks but raised his chin slightly at the unopened bottle of water on the coffee table. “There’s some water over there.”


  Ji Yi knew that he meant for her to drink some water, so she gave him a nod and let out a soft, “Mhm.”


  He Jichen probably thought she came to say something really important. With a neutral tone of voice, he continued by saying, “Please wait for a moment.”


  Ji Yi let out another “Mhm.”


  He Jichen didn’t say anything as he looked down and continued to unwrap the bandage from his right hand.

  Ji Yi sat on the sofa obediently and racked her brain over what she would say if He Jichen asked why she was there to see him.

  The room fell silent once again.

  After about five minutes, Ji Yi furrowed her brows in annoyance as she still couldn’t think of a good excuse. She figured she’d be better off giving up, so she instinctively turned her head to glance over at He Jichen.

  He had removed his bandage. When the wound was first wrapped up, it must’ve been bleeding because the long bandage was all red.

  The wound in his hand had two deep cuts where flesh was exposed. The sight of it was quite shocking to see.

  A new set of bandages, tweezers, cotton balls, alcohol and a few mysterious small white bottles were placed on the table by his left hand. Ji Yi figured those white bottles were probably ointment.

  From what Ji Yi saw, it looked like He Jichen was getting ready to change his bandages on his own.

  After he threw the old bandages into the bin by his side, he picked up the tweezers with his left hand to grab a cotton ball.

  Just like when he was clumsily trying to pick up food with his left hand, he was now trying hard to pick up the cotton ball. He was used to using his right hand, so when he tried to dab the cotton ball into the alcohol, he mistakenly dropped it into the bottle.