C10 Are You Going to Kill Yourself?

Lin Xingchen returned to her room. After a tiring night, she didn't even take off her clothes and directly fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning, Mu Yan woke up and felt dizzy. He remembered that he drank a bottle of red wine last night and then pushed Lin Xingchen. He rubbed his forehead and walked to the bathroom to wash up.

After he changed his clothes, he prepared to go downstairs to eat. When he passed Lin Xingchen's room, he could not help but stop and push the door open to enter.

The pool of red blood on the ground was shocking. Lin Xingchen's palm was pierced with a piece of broken glass. The blood around the wound had already solidified. He was suddenly shocked and quickly went to Lin Xingchen's bedside. He looked at her pale face and shouted loudly. "Lin Xingxi! Wake up!"

Lin Xingchen slowly woke up from her sleep. Perhaps it was because she had lost too much blood that her brain lacked oxygen. She opened her eyes for a few seconds and found Mu Yan standing by her bed. She instinctively moved back, "What are you doing?"

Mu Yan saw that she was going to use her injured hand to support her body. He quickly grabbed her wrist and raised it in front of her. "Your hand is injured. Why didn't you take care of it? Do you want to commit suicide? "

Lin Xingchen looked at her hand. She remembered that because she was too tired last night, she completely forgot that her hand was injured.

Mu Yan gritted his teeth and said, "Or did you learn some new strategy?"

"No. I just forgot to bandage it. " Lin Xingchen quickly explained.

"Butler, come here!" Mu Yan shouted downstairs.

The butler immediately went upstairs. "Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Get rid of this pool of blood on the ground." Mu Yan's voice was cold and ruthless. After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the room.

Only then did the butler realize that the blood on the floor seemed to have given him a fright, "Miss Lin, what is going on?"

Lin Xingchen helplessly smiled, "It's fine, don't worry. My hand was scratched by the glass. I was a little sleepy last night and forgot to bandage it."

The butler then nodded in relief, "That's good. Miss Lin, wait a moment. I will bring the medicine for you now. "

"No need."

Mu Yan's voice sounded at the door. Lin Xingchen saw him walk towards her with the medicine box. "I will bandage her. You can go out. You can also bring breakfast up."

Lin Xingchen did not dare to trouble him to personally do it, "No need. I can come alone."

"I actually didn't know you had a third hand." Mu Yan said sarcastically.

Lin Xingchen could only sit on the bed obediently. She watched Mu Yan sprinkle alcohol on her hands. His actions were violent and did not care about her feelings at all. Lin Xingchen was in so much pain that tears were about to flow out of her eyes.

When he used the tweezers to pull the broken glass out of her palm, she finally could not help but scream. He glared at her, "Shut up!"

She could only tightly bite her lips.

She really hurt too much.

Mu Yan saw that her face was covered in tears from the pain, and he actually felt a trace of pleasure from revenge in his heart. After roughly bandaging her, he raised his eyebrows and smiled. "If you had treated your wound last night, your wound would have started to heal today. You deserve it! "

Lin Xingchen wiped away her tears and said stubbornly, "Young Master Mu, thank you."

Mu Yan sneered, "Now you know how to call me Young Master Mu. If you were sensible last night, you wouldn't have been injured."

"It's my fault for meddling in other people's business." She turned her head and said indifferently.

Mu Yan saw her indifferent tone and became angry instead. He fiercely put the medicine box on the table and said, "In the future, if you are injured again, you will handle it alone. If I find out about this again, I will completely cripple your hand! "

Lin Xingchen looked at his back as he left and her eyes dimmed.

The butler brought breakfast over. When he saw this scene, he knew that the two of them must have quarreled again. Basically, when the two of them met, they would definitely quarrel.

He sighed and brought a bowl of porridge in front of Lin Xingchen, "Miss Lin, you should eat something."

Lin Xingchen used one hand to receive it and casually drank a mouthful before placing it aside, "I am not hungry. I will go out and eat later."

The butler was a little surprised. "Miss Lin, do you still have work today?"

"I don't have any work arrangements today. I just want to see a friend." She got up and went to the wardrobe to choose her clothes.

"But your hand is injured" The butler said hesitantly.

"It's fine, I won't die." Lin Xingchen shook her bandaged hand.

Hearing her words, the housekeeper was slightly stunned. Mu Yan had said the same thing downstairs just now.

Miss Lin's personality was sometimes very similar to Young Master Mu's.