Shen Muxin nestled in Huo Yunxiao's arms, feeling guilty. "It's not that serious, just a muscle strain," she said.
Huo Yunxiao's voice turned cold. "Just a muscle strain?"
"Am I spoiling you too much lately, Shen Mu? Do you feel like you need another injury on top of the gunshot wound?" he asked.
Shen Muxin felt a little aggrieved by his scolding. After all, it was Jiang Anning who had shot her. She lowered her head and tried to explain herself. "Huo Yunchen called me. Jiang Anning was going to jump off a building. I couldn't just ignore it..."
"Why couldn't you?" Huo Yunxiao asked, displeased.
"Shen Mu, remember this. You only need to answer my calls and take care of me. As long as you're not hurt, nothing else matters, even if the sky falls down," he said.
Shen Muxin muttered under her breath, "That's easy for you to say. Jiang Anning jumping off a building is worse than the sky falling down..."
