Mu Feichi's Innocence

The moment Yun Xi entered the room, she saw the figure standing by the window on his phone. She felt her cheek was still a bit sore and turned around to go into the kitchen to get some ice.

Mu Feichi put down the phone and followed her. When she stood up with the ice, he reached out and pinched her chin to turn her face toward him.

"Does it hurt a lot?" His rough fingers caressed her soft cheeks, and the faint red mark on her delicate face was particularly glaring.

"I'm fine." He did not ask what was going on. Team Leader A must have told him, so she did not explain further.

"Let me do it!" Mu Feichi took a thin towel to wrap around the ice and pulled her to sit on the sofa. With her back facing him, he pressed the towel on her face.

"It's not like you can't dodge when your mother hits you. Why didn't you dodge?"