Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 210 He Twitched His Heart, Seemingly Distressed
"I'm not your uncle."

After he finished speaking, he stopped looking at Xiao Qingyi and drove the wheelchair to leave.

Xiao Qingyi's beautiful peach blossom eyes were soon covered with a hazy layer of water vapor, and she subconsciously jumped out of bed, reaching out to pull Qin Huai's clothes.

"Ah——" the broken pieces of the soup bowl pierced into the soles of the feet, and Xiao Qingyi exclaimed in a low voice in pain. She gasped and called Qin Huai urgently, "Uncle..."

That sound was long and it was hard to tell whether it was grievance or other complicated feelings, but Qin Huai had a thousand twists and turns like claws scratching his heart.

His whole body froze in place, but he turned his head coldly.

Seeing him turn around, Xiao Qingyi looked into his eyes with incomparable precision, bit his lip, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Her mind was blank, so blank that she couldn't say anything except an 'uncle'.

She smiled self-deprecatingly. Stealing is something that people despise. Even though she had no choice but to live on this body, she knew that she would never be able to become Xiao Qingyi.

A fake is always a fake.

But, why is it so unwilling and distressed.

Is it because I am used to it and I am too greedy for the loving care that men have always given me?If so, it would be too ridiculous.

It wasn't for her at all, but for the original owner.

She pursed her lips and did not speak, but Qin Huai moved his cold gaze away from her pale face and landed on her feet stained red with blood.

Her feet were small and delicate, as tender as white lotuses blooming in the color of blood.

The white broken bowl was just under the soles of her feet, and the pain was probably unbearable. Her toes were so curled up that even the soles of her feet were slightly arched.

The blue veins on Qin Huai's forehead finally protruded uncontrollably, his face was livid and he could no longer restrain his temper.

He reprimanded coldly: "Go to bed."

Xiao Qingyi pursed her lips, and for some reason, she became stubborn and remained motionless, just looking at Qin Huai.

Qin Huai took a deep breath, and looked at Qing He who had already been in a daze with cold eyes: "Are you not panting anymore? What are you still doing?"

Qing He's heart skipped a beat, and she put Xiao Qingyi on the bed in the next second.

Xiao Qingyi didn't make a fuss, she sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her feet hurt from burning oil.

She lowered her head, watching the thick blood fall drop by drop into the white carpet, her vision was a little hazy, and her thoughts drifted away.

In fact, she probably also understands the sudden viciousness of a man.

I was stunned because no one could calmly accept that my relatives, whose blood was thicker than water, suddenly changed their souls, and even lied to me for so long.

However, the words that he wanted to drive her out of Qinhuai's mansion without delay still hurt her deeply.

She knew that she was like a thief who stole, and she didn't have any position to say that she was wronged, but it really hurt.

Xiao Qingyi took a deep breath and raised his head calmly.

At this time, Qing He had already brought the medicine box, and the man was taking the medical tools from her.

He didn't look at her, but directly placed her pair of bloody little feet on his lap.

His face was expressionless, unlike the cold breath on his body, his movements of cleaning the wound were gentle and careful.

However, the wound was a bit deep, and Xiao Qingyi still hissed from time to time in pain.

When she cried out in pain, Qin Huai would subconsciously pause.

So it was already 10 to [-] minutes after the wound was completely debrided.

Qin Huai took off his leather gloves, still didn't look at Xiao Qingyi, but ordered Qing He: "Go and bring another bowl of decoction to dispel the cold."

(End of this chapter)