Chapter 269: Chapter 279: Don’t question Mr. Lu’s loyalty to his wife, okay?
Han Xi has never been someone who doesn’t fight back when hit, but she considered Lu Jinghan; she didn’t want him to have a falling out with the Lin Family because of her.
Her grievance compared to Lin Weiyang’s mother’s life... is nothing.
Sister Zhang could only agree, but the more she listened, the more she felt that her husband seemed to have something with this bad woman.
Sister Zhang, you’re reading too much into it, really reading too much! Don’t doubt Mr. Lu’s loyalty level to his own wife, alright?
Returning home, Han Xi went upstairs to take a shower. She took off her clothes and threw them into the trash can, a fishy smell wafted into her nose, and Han Xi leaned against the toilet and gagged again.
After showering, Han Xi put on a set of casual home clothes, then took out the medicine box from the cabinet and simply disinfected the scratch on the back of her hand.
Han Xi went downstairs, walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner with Sister Zhang, but Sister Zhang refused, saying her hand was injured and she needed to rest well.
Han Xi smiled lightly, rolling up her sleeves to her elbows: "Sister Zhang, this little injury is really nothing."
Ignoring Sister Zhang’s obstruction, Han Xi took the washed vegetables, put them on the board, and started cutting: "Sister Zhang, I just bought some shrimps, I’ll make salt and pepper shrimp later, Jing Han likes it."
"Okay, ma’am, I got it."
Han Xi and Sister Zhang chatted and laughed while busy in the kitchen for more than half an hour before the dinner was ready. At the entrance, Lu Jinghan was already changing his shoes.
Hearing the sound, Han Xi walked out of the kitchen, helped Lu Jinghan take off his coat and hung it on the hanger: "Why are you back early?"
"I wanted to come back early to be with you."
Lu Jinghan’s gaze accidentally fell on the scratch on the back of Han Xi’s hand: "How did this happen to your hand?"
"Oh, I accidentally got scratched by a patient in the operating room today, it’s nothing."
Han Xi spoke lightly; this reason was one she’d thought up a long time ago.
Lu Jinghan held Han Xi’s wrist, a fleeting complex emotion flashed through his deep black eyes: "Did you apply any medicine?"
"I already took care of it just now. Go upstairs, shower, and come down to eat. I cooked a lot of your favorites with Sister Zhang today."
"Okay, I’ll go have a shower and change clothes first."
Watching Lu Jinghan go upstairs, Han Xi let out a soft breath of relief, thankful he hadn’t noticed.
Lu Jinghan took a set of pajamas from the wardrobe and went to the bathroom, and as soon as he opened the door, he faintly smelled a fishy odor.
Looking around, Lu Jinghan’s gaze fell on the trash can. He walked over, squatted down, and opened it, seeing the clothes Han Xi had just changed out of.
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After showering, Lu Jinghan came downstairs, Han Xi and Sister Zhang were setting the table. Hearing the sound, Han Xi looked up, her eyes meeting Lu Jinghan’s deep black gaze.
"Hurry and sit down for dinner."
Han Xi put down her chopsticks, pulled Lu Jinghan to sit at the dining table: "I made this salt and pepper shrimp myself, try it and see if it’s good."
"With your hand injured, why are you still cooking?"
Lu Jinghan held Han Xi’s small hand, his expression a bit ambiguous: "Does it still hurt?"
Han Xi tucked the few strands of stray hair on her forehead behind her ear, smiling lightly: "It’s just a little injury, it’s not that serious, it doesn’t hurt at all anymore. If you don’t eat now, it will get cold in a while."
Han Xi quickly changed the subject, afraid Lu Jinghan might notice something, after all, a cat’s claw marks and being scratched by a person are not the same.
Beside them, Sister Zhang hesitated for a long time, finally restraining the urge to complain.