He Jiahui was dumbfounded now. The exhaust gas emitted by the car suddenly sprayed into her face, making her cough. She hurriedly waved her hands to disperse the smoke, but when she saw clearly how dirty she was.
The hands were so unsightly that she couldn't help but scream.
"Oh my God, how could my hands be so dirty! They are so dirty, where is the bucket?"
He Jiahui jumped on her feet and hurriedly ran to the bucket used to water her garden. She put both hands in and tried to scrub them clean. However, when she rubbed her fingers and touched the palm of her hand, she suddenly heard something...
There was a burst of intense pain.
He Jiahui was so painful that she almost shed tears. She hurriedly took her hand out of the bucket and looked at her palm carefully.
The dirt on the palms of the hands has been washed away, but what is exposed is not white and tender skin, but several deep, blood-red scars!
Those wounds were caused by He Jiahui's palm hitting the stone heavily when she fell to the ground just now.
Moreover, the color of the wound was obviously abnormal. The tender flesh under the skin that should have been light red turned dark red, with a faint white color at the edges. This must be because the sludge was not washed off in time, allowing bacteria to enter.
It got into the wound, causing inflammation!
He Jiahui was nervous and overly nervous just now, and then she was so focused on trying to please Yan Ruo that she didn't even notice that her hand was injured.
But now, without Luo Yuchen's pressure on her, Yan Ruo had driven away without a trace in the car, and her spirit finally relaxed, so she immediately felt the bone-chilling pain.
What's even worse is that she went to wash her hands again, and the wound was soaked in water. It was stimulated and the pain became more severe, causing her to grimace and inhale repeatedly, and her whole face became distorted.
He Jiahui was busy dealing with the inflamed wound outside the house, while Xun Mo, who had just walked back into the house, had just sat down on the sofa and began to regret it.
To be honest, she shouldn't have walked away just because she was dissatisfied with Yan Ruo's tone.
Not to mention that He Jiahui was almost beaten by Luo Yuchen, but they didn't get any benefit at all. With Yan Ruo's arrogance and arrogance, they were so rude to her and it was a shame for her.
That must have violated her taboo.
Although Yanruo doesn't argue with them now, she may not be sure how she will come back with severe revenge in the future!
After Xun Mo calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. His hair stood on end. He was afraid that if Yan Ruo really started to care about her, their family was not as powerful as the Luo family and they would not be able to control things and cause chaos.
, then there may not be any peaceful days for them in the future!
However, she had already done what she had just done. At this time, there was no way she could lose face and run out to apologize to Yan Ruo, right?
Besides, she couldn't afford to lose that person.
Xun Mo felt his head hurt, and heard He Jiahui's chirping voice outside. He couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and wanted to go out again, but was pulled back by He Shengqiang who had just entered the door.
He Shengqiang's face was dark, and he held Xun Mo's wrist tightly with one hand, and cursed angrily, "What else do you want to do out there? You mother and daughter are really printed from the same mold. They both only know how to act out of emotion.