He didn't say much with just a few simple words.
Xia Liyou waited for a while, but he didn't say anything else.
He was so angry with Ruan Xiangchen earlier, how could he now be so calm? She even doubted his words. Did he really understand?
Xia Liyou, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at Ou Chengtian, not daring to linger on his face. A quick sweep revealed four to five wounds on his handsome face, a mix of blue and red, glaringly noticeable.
She hesitated, asking, "Are your injuries okay?"
"I'm fine." The guy he fought with fared worse than him, so how could he possibly be in trouble?
"Oh." Xia Liyou responded lightly and didn't know what else to say. Quietly she sat there.
Ou Chengtian had been standing ever since he arrived, not sitting down. His eyes were deep, emitting a chilly aura that discouraged anyone from approaching.
When he and Ruan Xiangchen brought Xia Liyou to the hospital earlier, he clearly saw the worry in that man's eyes.