Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

"Really?" Shangguan Jin raised her eyebrows, put the phone back in its original place, took a piece of sterile cotton, and pressed it heavily on her wound. 【 】

As if venting something.

There was a stabbing pain in the palm.

Xue Yu frowned, flinched a bit, and felt agitated in her heart again, but she wisely kept silent and endured it.

Shangguan Jin raised his eyes, glanced at her forced expression, and without saying a word, wiped the sterile cotton in his hand even harder.

With the strength gained, Xue Yu couldn't help but suspect that Shangguan Jin already knew about her little tricks in the study.

The reason why he kept silent was just waiting for himself to confess.

is it possible?

Is it possible that Shangguan Jin already knew about it?

Xue Yu quietly glanced at Shangguan Jin, trying to get a glimpse of something from his expression.

But on Shangguan Jin's face, there was no expression at all, his black eyes were quiet, except for a little anger, it was no different from usual.

He should be... I don't know.

Xue Yu thought, and let out a long breath of relief.

After Shangguan Jin sterilized her hands, he rubbed the ointment vigorously several times, applied the medical tape, and then slapped it hard to flatten it.

Xue Yu frowned again and flinched.

To be honest, she was very careful just now, she just cut lightly, the wound on her palm was very shallow, and the pain disappeared after a while.

On the contrary, it was Shangguan Jin's act of applying medicine to herself, which made her more painful, as if she had taken a knife to the existing wound and cut it hard again.

But Xue Yu didn't dare to say anything, and sat there docilely, holding back, waiting for Shangguan Jin to finish everything.

Then, pack up the things again and ask the servant to take them down.

During the whole process, Shangguan Jin didn't say a word.

Shangguan Jin didn't speak, and Xue Yu didn't know what to say.

She knew that Shangguan Jin must still have doubts in his heart, because the muscles of his jaw were tense from the beginning to the end.

The two just stared at each other until the servant knocked on the door again.

"Master Jin, all the clothes have been checked." The servant held a piece of underwear and came to Shangguan Jin, "There is some blood on this clothes, it should be the culprit who scratched Miss Qin. "

Her wound was obviously scratched by himself with a lancet, how could the servant find out the "murder weapon"?

Moreover, for close-fitting clothing such as underwear, the buttons are generally treated specially, so it is impossible to scratch people's skin.

What the hell are the servants doing?

Xue Yu looked up in astonishment, but was surprised to see that there was indeed a little bit of blood on the underwear in the servant's hand.

what happened?

Xue Yu didn't understand. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Shangguan Jin, and saw that the expression on his face was also a bit unnatural.

He must have the same idea as himself.

Xue Yu clenched her fists, and the provincial party member oozes a little sweat in a controlled manner.

Both looked at the servant at the same time without speaking.

The servant took a step forward and began to explain, "Master Jin, when we were checking, we found that the rim of this underwear ran out because of the wrong washing method, and even part of it was broken, resulting in a sharp place, so we just It will scratch Miss Qin's hand."

Is there... such a coincidence?Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, raised her head, and looked at the underwear in the servant's hand. Sure enough, the situation was as the servant said.

It's just that Xue Yu also immediately noticed that although the steel ring is extremely sharp, it is absolutely impossible to create a wound as thin as his own palm.