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

After Haiyue thanked her, she took the towel and wiped off the water on her arms, and walked out.

"Madam, are you really alright?" Butler Li didn't move, but followed Haiyue worriedly, frowning tightly.Uh... Do you want to call and tell the young master about this?

but……

Butler Li glanced at Haiyue who was concentrating on flushing the water. Although he didn't know what happened, but from the way the young master left angrily just now, if he told the young master about this, would the young master be even more angry?

Or, stop talking?

My wife also said that she is fine, and...

Butler Li glanced at Haiyue who was applying the medicine.

Moreover, the wife's hand did not look particularly serious, it was just a red spot, and there were no blisters or other symptoms...

Though thinking so in his heart, Butler Li unconsciously put his hand into his suit pocket, took out his mobile phone, and started dialing.

Haiyue raised her head when she heard the sound of Didi's mobile phone key press, "Butler Li, who do you want to call?"

Butler Li replied reflexively, "Master, ah—"

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his hand was snatched by Haiyue.

"Madam?" Butler Li looked at the empty palm dumbfounded.

Haiyue deleted a few numbers on the screen as if nothing had happened, and closed the phone, "I'm fine...you don't need to call... him."

She already owed enough to Sikong Jingqiu, Haiyue didn't want to trouble him anymore, she could handle this little injury by herself very well.

Butler Li thought she was having a fight with Sikong Jingqiu, so he didn't insist on it any longer. He bent down silently, took the phone back, put it in his suit pocket, and said after a while, "That's fine."

Haiyue lowered her head, carefully applied the ointment on the red skin, and then wrapped it in gauze. After everything was done, she turned her head and stared blankly at the cleaned ground. After a while, she said, "Housekeeper Li , those materials... are there any left?"

Butler Li was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Haiyue was referring to, and nodded, "Yes, I'll ask someone to send the ingredients to the kitchen and let them cook it again."

"No need." Haiyue turned around and shook her head, "Just give me the materials."

Realizing the meaning of Haiyue's words, Butler Li was stunned. After a few seconds, he came back to his senses and stopped him, "Madam, your hand is not healed yet. I'll leave this to the kitchen. You don't have to..."

Haiyue didn't wait for Steward Li to speak, and said directly, "My hands are fine, don't bother the kitchen with such a small matter..."

Moreover, she owes so much to Sikong Jingqiu... Although she has no way or ability to pay off the debt she owes, at least, at least, in other aspects within her power, she should do something for Sikong Jingqiu...

Haiyue turned her head, stared at the empty doorway for a while, and after saying "Please send me the materials", she got up and walked towards the kitchen with her injured hand.

As if this could alleviate her guilt.

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The surrounding area was silent, the sun had already set, and except for the house where the lights were still on, the rest of the place was shrouded in an indissoluble night.

Haiyue was alone, sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room, staring at the cold bowl of soup on the table in a daze.

I really don't know why I have to sit here like a statue, foolishly waiting from dawn to dark...