Chapter 639: Chapter 639: The Callus on Qiao Jiasen’s Finger
“Why were you all fighting? Is your relationship with your classmates not good anymore? Does it have anything to do with your family going bankrupt?”
“They’re just small matters, unrelated to the family’s bankruptcy. Stop asking, what adolescent boy doesn’t fight?”
Seeing her crying nonstop, he helplessly wiped her tears: “You still do not understand boys; of course, we fight everyday. Fighting once or twice a month, that’s what girls do.”
“Nonsense, girls don’t fight at all, I never saw any girl fighting when I was attending school.”
While Qiao Yin was saying this, she noticed Qiao Jiasen’s hand.
When he wiped her tears, she felt a slight pain from his touch on her face.
On closer inspection, she saw a thin layer of callus on his fingers!
She rembered very clearly, Qiao Jiasen’s hand didn’t have calluses before!
In the past, his hands were solely used to play the piano; they were very well maintained!
What happened now?
Seeing her focus on his hand, Jiasen retracted it calmly, continuing their conversation in a nonchalant tone: “Just because you never saw it doesn’t an it didn’t happen, girls can fight too.”
“You attend an international school, isn’t it full of wealthy kids? How can there be fights there?”
“They’re just bored, international schools have their fair share of ne’er-do-wells, don’t idealize them.”
Qiao Yin stared at his eyes for a while, then asked him, “Qiao Jiasen, are you hiding sothing from ?”
Jiasen had developed exceptional ntal strength. Despite Qiao Yin’s intense scrutiny, he showed no sign of retreating, casually responding: “I have many things hidden from you, which one are you referring to?”
Seeing his bold deanor, Qiao Yin couldn’t help but question her judgnt, could it really be just a result of boys in adolescence fighting? Was she overthinking?
For a mont earlier, she thought, Jiasen may have returned to that damned assassin organization, hence the injuries.
However, these injuries seed different from the ones he had before.
Previously, Jiasen was half-dead due to injuries, but this ti he only had bruises– no broken skin, it didn’t seem like the organization’s style.
After thinking for a while, Qiao Yin gently shook her head, dismissing that ridiculous idea. She seriously admonished him, “Jiasen, if there’s sothing you can’t handle, you must tell . I will help you. You’re still young, your understanding of the world is not enough, you’re easily deceived.”
“Got it.”
“Are you sure it’s just a fight with classmates?”
“Indeed.”
Jiasen took her hand and placed it on his wrist: “You can check my pulse, see if I’m lying.”
Qiao Yin did just that.
His pulse was steady, indeed showing no signs of deception.
She sighed in relief. If it was just a simple fight with a classmate, that was manageable. What she feared was him going astray and ruining his future.
“Take off your shirt, I’ll put the dicine on you.”
Jiasen was very reluctant to take off his shirt, his face stiffening slightly: “You give the dicine, and I can apply it myself when I get back.”
Qiao Yin glared at him: “You hurt your back. How are you going to apply it yourself? Or are you going to ask your mother to do it? Do you dare tell her about it?”
“I can apply it while looking in the mirror.”
With an injury like this, there was no way Jiasen could tell his family. It would only lead to more questioning, and he really didn’t have the energy to explain.
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