As a result, when she took the medicine box, she saw Ye Wenming still picking up the glass fragments that fell on the ground.

"What are you doing when you pick this up! Stop picking it up!" she said quickly.

"Sorry, I'll clean up your place..." he said.

"Don't do it, I'll do it later!" Zhuo Qianyun took away the glass he picked up casually, then looked at his hand, but fortunately there were no fragments of glass piercing into the skin. This way, it was relatively simple to deal with it.

She quickly took the cotton and gauze and helped his hands stop bleeding first. "If it hurts, just say it." She said.

But while she stopped the bleeding, he didn't say a word, as if he really didn't feel any pain.

After simply dealing with the injuries on his hand, she looked up and faced his eyes.

Zhuo Qianyun subconsciously wanted to leave the beginning, but Ye Wenming said first, "If I didn't force you to abort this child that day, would we be better? Is it possible that we would go back to what we used to be, and you... might fall in love with me again?"

This question has been hovering in his mind for many days, but it was not until this moment that he had the courage to ask.

Zhuo Qianyun's body froze slightly, and she pursed her red lips, "Is it still necessary to ask these questions now?"

"What if I say, it's necessary?!" Even if he dies, he wants to die to understand!

His eyes were filled with a deep sorrow, looking at her with a burning heart.

She felt her throat was extremely dry, and then she heard her voice saying, "At that time, I thought I could really believe you slowly and believe some of the things you said, but the moment you asked someone to force me to the operating table, the little trust I had built up in you was completely broken."

A low growl of pain suddenly appeared in his throat!

Trust... He once told her that he hoped that one day, she could trust him again and believe that he really loved her!

But in the end, he personally broke the little thing he had finally found.

"Blame me...it's all..." Ye Wenming murmured.

At this moment, a slight knock on the door sounded, and Zhuo Qianyun opened the door. It was Ye Wenming's driver who came.

So Zhuo Qianyun said to the driver, "His hand is injured. I've simply bandaged it, but you'd better take him to the hospital."

"Yes, yes, I'll take Mr. Ye to the hospital right away." The driver responded quickly.

Ye Wenming stood up and heard Zhuo Qianyun say, "Don't come like this again in the future. Ye Wenming, all I want is a quiet life."

His steps stopped unconsciously, and after a while, he murmured, "Okay..."

After Ye Wenming left, Zhuo Qianyun looked at the broken glass fragments on the ground and the blood dripping on the ground, and quickly swept the fragments on the ground with a broom, and then took a mop to clean the blood.

Fortunately, the noise was not heard, and my mother and Xiaoyan were not awakened.

It was only after she had done everything that Zhuo Qianyun realized that there was still blood on her hands, which she had never noticed before.

This is...Ye Wenming's blood!
Chapter completed!