Gathering Information

Witnessing this scene, Jiang Peihuan's eyes revealed a smile, and so did Lin Menglan's.

Before Lin Xingchen could say anything, she ran up to him and said with a smile, "Brother Xingchen, can you help me apply the medicine?"

The little girl smiled and pulled her wound, causing her to grimace in pain.

Lin Xingchen had originally wanted to remain stern, but seeing the wound on the young girl's face, he opened the medicine bottle and poured out a bit of ointment on his fingertip. Gently, he applied it to the corner of the girl's mouth.

Although the wound at the corner of her mouth still hurt, Lin Menglan's eyes were filled of smiles.

Seeing the smile on her face, Lin Xingchen could no longer keep a cold face. He lowered his head to look at her and said in a low voice," I'll think of a way to send you home, but you can't tell anyone that you saw me, understand?"

"Brother Xingchen, aren't you coming home?"