Chapter 897 Applying Medicine to the Shameful Place (5)

"Do you want to stay in there forever? Come out quickly, I'll see what's going on."

Yang Zixuan stood aside, her face full of resentment.

She had known Ye Sijue for so many years, and this was the first time she saw him so patient with a woman, and... so gentle in his words.

Yang Zixuan stared at the door with dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to pierce through it.

Why, why did this Mo Xiaomeng get special treatment from Brother Sijue?

She snorted and said to Ye Sijue, "Brother Sijue, don't be fooled by her! She has nothing wrong at all, she deliberately attracted your attention, she is too cunning! I have never seen a woman with such a heavy mind! Brother Sijue, why do you like her?"

Ye Sijue could forgive her for doing those ridiculous things, but he could not tolerate her saying this about Mo Xiaomeng.

"Yang Zixuan." He called her name coldly.

Yang Zixuan paused, and a cold sweat rushed up her back. He didn't say anything else, just called her name, but Yang Zixuan felt uneasy for no reason.

"Brother Sijue..." She could only pretend to be innocent.

Ye Sijue glared at her and said, "Either you leave now, or shut up. I don't like to hear any words that slander her. Do you understand?"

His ruthlessness hurt Yang Zixuan.

However, the more he defended Mo Xiaomeng, the more jealous Yang Zixuan felt.

What should she do to make him focus on her? And protect and pamper her in the same way?

Yang Zixuan knew that he was serious, so she didn't dare to confront him head-on, so she had to compromise for the time being.

"Okay, I won't talk about her anymore, please don't chase me away, okay?"

Ye Sijue pointed outside and said, "Go sit in the living room, don't get in my way here."

Yang Zixuan puffed her cheeks and walked out of the room reluctantly.

At this time, the doorbell rang, and breakfast should be delivered.

Ye Sijue walked out to open the door.

As soon as he turned around and left, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening behind him.

Ye Sijue asked the waiter to put the breakfast away. After giving the tip, he let Yang Zixuan eat first and went back to the room.

Yang Zixuan sat on the sofa, stared at the breakfast on the table, and deliberately ate a little of each.

If it wasn't for Ye Sijue to eat, she would have wanted to throw away all the breakfast so that Mo Xiaomeng couldn't eat any of it!

When Ye Sijue returned to the room, he saw Mo Xiaomeng hiding on the sofa in the corner, not knowing what she was doing.

"What's wrong?" He noticed that her hair was wet.

He clearly remembered that she had washed her hair last night.

Mo Xiaomeng obviously didn't expect him to come back so soon. She was startled by his voice, and then she didn't know what she touched. She was in pain and gasped.

Ye Sijue frowned and walked over.

Mo Xiaomeng hid her hands behind her back.

Ye Sijue felt angry and funny. He walked over to her and forcefully twisted her little hand.

I saw that the wound from last night had split open again, and blood was flowing from my fingers.

"Why did the wound split open?" he asked.

Mo Xiaomeng was a little embarrassed, lowered her head and whispered, "I got it accidentally..."

Ye Sijue looked at the things in her hand, which were the hemostatic patches left over from last night, and a few pieces of paper thrown under the armrest of the sofa, all stained with blood, obviously she had used them to wipe the blood just now.