She turned around, only to see Mu Lingqian sitting on the sofa. He had taken off his suit and carelessly draped it nearby. His cold and solemn face, slender hands, handcrafted shirt, wrinkle-free trousers-- he was unbuttoning his shirt, but even this simple action was enough to fully reveal his noble aura.
Wen Xiangyang's gaze quickly shifted to Mu Lingqian's arm.
She wanted to walk over and help, but after taking a step forward, she halted, hesitating before saying, "Young Master Mu, you should get your arm injury treated by a professional."
When Chen Yunxi stabbed at him, Mu Lingqian managed to dodge quickly. Yet, to protect Wen Xiangyang, he was still injured in the arm. Though it had been quickly bandaged at the wedding scene, it wasn't professionally done, and now blood was seeping out.
"Come here." Mu Lingqian lifted his head towards Wen Xiangyang.