Song Cheng rushed over. He glanced at Han Guoguo with a ruthless lack of emotion. Han Guoguo felt as if the Grim Reaper was staring at her, and it sent shivers down her spine. She immediately averted her gaze.
The pain around Su Kui’s wrists and the front of her body was not unlike the sensation of burning. Her originally-fair face had turned pale. She gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying out in pain.
Song Cheng pursed his lips when he saw how she still pretended to be tough in this situation. With his big hands, he pulled over her wrists that had been scalded by the coffee. They were already covered in multiple shiny blisters.
This woman… Did she not know when she should endure it, and when she should not?!
In front of him, she should be able to cry if she wanted to cry; laugh if she wanted to laugh. She should be free to laugh and curse casually.
She always said that she loved him, yet she was not willing to open her heart and face him. Song Cheng never understood women, but this time, he wanted to try to see through Su Kui.
He poked her blisters lightly and heard a soft gasp.
“Gasp…It hurts…” Su Kui puckered her lips. The sparkling teardrops that were about to fall hung on her curled eyelashes while they waited for him.
The man must have done it on purpose. She had originally been a person who was sensitive to pain. A small wound on her body could be magnified several times, so she had always been afraid of pain.
Song Cheng looked at her with a silent gaze. There was an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes, and it gradually suffused him. “Ha, now you know that it hurts?”
“It… It hurts all the time…” Su Kui quietly took two steps back. Her intuition told her that Song Cheng was very dangerous now.
She wanted to cower, but Song Cheng held on to her wrists. She could not break free from him. The suffocating agitation almost drowned her.
He slowly stroked the front of her body that was soaked with coffee and touched it lightly with his slender fingers. “Does it hurt here?”
He was being too calm. Su Kui could not figure out whether he was angry or not.
She could have said that he did not care, but he was grasping her wrists tightly and stubbornly asking for an answer using his gaze; she could have said that he did care, but his reaction was too cold…
After reincarnation, his personality had become more and more unpredictable.
“I’m…” Su Kui opened her mouth and felt her throat grow tight. She said very softly, “It’s still… still okay…
“Ow!”
Su Kui’s eyes suddenly widened. She did not expect him to be so cruel as to press down on it!
It hurt!
Su Kui burst into tears, and her teardrops were like stringless pearls. One after another, her warm tears fell on Song Cheng’s palm.
However, Song Cheng did not retreat at all. His long and narrow eyes turned cold, and his expression became ghastly. The coldness that he emitted made the air in their surroundings freeze.
Han Guoguo could only feel a chill rising from her soles, and it made her bones shiver.
She was stunned. With a red nose, she held back her tears. Something was wrong, was it not?
She was the one who poured coffee on the young lady, but judging from the boss’ expression and actions…
It was so rough. She could clearly see the face of the woman in front of her becoming paler. She seemed to be dejected.
She wondered whether she should speak or not, but she was afraid of getting her fingers burned if she said something.
Han Guoguo felt as if she had been wronged—she did not pour the coffee on her on purpose.
How could it be such a coincidence that she collided with Su Kui for no reason? If she lost her job because of this, would it not be very unfair to her?
When she thought about it, she secretly looked at Song Cheng, who had a gloomy face, and Su Kui, who seemed to be inexplicably wronged. She suddenly hesitated…