Chapter 759: 759, if you’re not okay, it’s his fault. Chapter 759: 759, if you’re not okay, it’s his fault. Song Qinghuan stared suspiciously at Si Jianan getting out of the car, slightly surprised. What a coincidence, she had bumped into him.
Thinking of the day she rejected him, his injured expression, and his sudden goodbye, coupled with his present haggard appearance.
A ripple of guilt inexplicably fluttered through Song Qinghuan’s heart.
But in love, there should be no charity, it would only hurt the other person more.
Only when Si Jianan approached did he notice the faint redness on Song Qinghuan’s cheek, marked clearly with five finger prints – she had clearly been slapped.
The surrounding air seed to freeze for a mont as Si Jianan’s face turned ashen. He stared at Song Qinghuan’s face, his gaze sharp as a blade, “What happened to your face?”
As he spoke, he unconsciously extended his hand, reaching to touch Song Qinghuan’s face, “Who hit you?”
Song Qinghuan brushed his hand aside, unwilling to let him touch her face, “It’s nothing.”
She wasn’t yet prepared to let Si Jianan know everything. Even if she needed his help later, she would discuss it then. Right now, she didn’t want to say anything.
Si Jianan squinted slightly, his piercing gaze intent on penetrating Song Qinghuan’s defences. “Song Qinghuan, even if we can’t be lovers, or even spouses, we can still be friends. If anything happens, rember to tell . If you need help, I will definitely be there.”
Song Qinghuan swallowed hard, but still shook her head, “Thank you, but no, nothing’s wrong.”
She didn’t seem okay in Si Jianan’s eyes.
He furrowed his eyebrows, and asked, “Did he hit you?”
He? Song Qinghuan lifted her eyes in confusion, “Who? He is …”
Si Jianan turned pale, his hands clenched into fists, veins appearing on the surface, “That man!”
Now, Song Qinghuan understood who Si Jianan was talking about. She quickly shook her head, “No, it can’t have been him, why would he? He treats well, he wouldn’t slap .”
Si Jianan’s face darkened, “Even if he didn’t hit you, he’s at fault for not being able to protect you. So who did it?”
Song Qinghuan didn’t want to say more, “Stop asking.”
Si Jianan’s voice went frosty, “You’re already hurt and you expect not to ask? What happened?”
“It’s hard to get a taxi here, can you give a ride ho,” Song Qinghuan deflected, striding towards his car.
Knowing she didn’t want to talk, Si Jianan watched her retreating figure, his heart aching with a restlessness that had been dormant for days.
That man, she was with that man, and he was supposed to let go. If she was doing well, he would make peace with it. But seeing her looking distraught, she had clearly been hurt in so way.
What on earth happened that made her so upset ?
Couldn’t that man look after her properly? If he couldn’t take care of her, should he not let her go?
Once in the car, Si Jianan turned on the music, and only let his foot press down on the accelerator to drive away as the beautiful lody flowed out.
The journey passed in silence. Song Qinghuan closed her eyes as soon as she got in the car, leaning against the car door listening to the music.
Si Jianan didn’t have the heart to disturb her, simply driving in silence, taking her back to the villa.
Getting out of the car, Song Qinghuan managed a smile at Si Jianan, “Si Xiangbei, thank you for the ride. Soday … I’ll thank you properly.”
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