Madam Dihao is not good

He stood up and wanted to go to the bathroom, but his steps wobbled a little.

The servant wanted to help him, but was stared at by his sharp eyes, so he had to back away.

Aunt Li handed the towel to Chanel: "Young Mistress, go and see what's going on with the Young Master... He has a stomach problem. He has been eating irregularly, sleeping poorly, and drinking too much. I'm afraid it has something to do with it."

Chanel bit her lip, not wanting to go, but there was a series of crashing sounds from the bathroom.

"Young Mistress..." Aunt Li begged. [

Chanel took the towel, got up and walked over.

The door of the bathroom was already closed, Chanel knocked on the door, but Su Shijie ignored it.

Chanel knocked again, whispering: "It's me."

She should ignore him, even if he has a bad stomach, it's none of her business!

But why, just seeing him with a nosebleed, her heart tightened, and she couldn't just sit idly by?

After all, she is a soft-hearted person...

There was the sound of the locked door opening inside, Chanel pushed the door and went in, while Su Shijie was washing in front of the sink with his back to her.

Chanel walked over, handed him the towel, and said in a cold voice, "Does it matter?"

Su Shijie didn't take the towel, but grabbed Chanel's hand.

As he turned around, he pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay, it's stopped." His nose was still red, but the bleeding had stopped.

But his face was wet, and the water droplets kept sliding down.

Chanel was not used to being so close, so she struggled a bit and handed him the towel: "Wipe?"

Su Shijie lowered his head slightly, wanting her to wipe his

Chanel pursed her lips, and gently wiped off the water on his face with a towel.

For a moment, the atmosphere between them seemed to return to the time when they got along well before.Almost, Chanel will be intoxicated and forget everything that happened.

Fortunately, she has always been a rational type.

Putting down the towel, she pushed his hand, wanting to leave his embrace.

But he held her tightly, refusing to let go. [

Chanel frowned slightly: "Let go..."

Before she finished speaking, her chin was lifted slightly, and Su Shijie observed her cheek under the light: "Does it still hurt?"

Chanel froze for a moment, and immediately understood that what he was asking about was his slap.

That slap was actually quite heavy, and there are faint red marks on his face until now.