Moments later, Xie Mei returned with the kit.
"You do it," Jin Di said suddenly, turning to Elena.
She gave him a sidelong look. "I don't know how. Xie Mei, please."
Xie Mei stepped forward with the efficiency of someone who had handled far worse situations. "Mr. Jin, please stay still."
She sanitized her hands and carefully tended to the wound.
Jin Di stiffened at the sting but said nothing, his expression once again perfectly controlled, even as Simon smothered another laugh and Elena watched with a faint, thoughtful frown.
Xie Mei pressed the cotton swab harder than necessary against Jin Di's lip, her movements sharp and merciless. How dare this man eat her Young Miss's lips inside her own home?
In Xie Mei's eyes, it didn't matter that Jin Di was the most powerful businessman in the country.
He was already in his thirties, while her Young Miss had only just stepped out of her adolescence. An old cow is trying to drink milk? Shameless. Absolutely shameless.
