Jiang Yao became even angrier when she saw his expression. "Why didn't you tell me you were injured? What did we agree on in the past? If you were injured, you had to tell me. You weren't allowed to hide it from me. But why didn't you tell me when you called me last night? If I didn't rush home and find out that you were injured, were you going to continue hiding it?"
The first thing Jiang Yao did when she reached home was to check on his physical condition, so she knew that he had a knife wound on his waist, which was still bandaged.
"So you not only kissed me but also looked at me when you came back last night." Lu Xingzhi smiled very calmly. "I didn't want to hide it from you. I just forgot to tell you when I called last night. You hung up the phone so quickly that it was like throwing a grenade. When I remembered, you had already hung up the phone. It's just a knife wound. It's not serious, so I didn't call you back."