<h4>Chapter 235: Chapter 234: Injured (10)</h4><h4></h4>


    Ling Chuxia had not expected Shi Che to suddenly grab her hand. Her breath hitched violently, her eyes widened slightly, and reflexively, she wanted to pull her hand back.


    However, her hand twitched but did not pull away; instead, ity quietly, letting Shi Che hold it.


    She couldn’t tell whether she didn’t dare to pull away or didn’t want to. All she knew was that the moment Shi Che took her hand, her heartbeat elerated slowly, her cheeks began to feel warm, and her breathing became ragged. Her eyes were wide open, and she was trying hard to suppress these strange feelings, but Shi Che suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes looking at her, and Ling Chuxia’s body tensed involuntarily.


    Shi Che’s gaze lightly rested on her side profile. Herplexion was still somewhat pale, her lips colorless, and the dim yellow light in the bedroom made herplexion appear even worse.


    Shi Che’s brow furrowed slightly, and the voice he spoke with unconsciously carried a tinge of worry, "Does it still hurt?"


    Ling Chuxia was startled by her own chaotic thoughts and had forgotten about the pain in her foot. Hearing Shi Che ask this, her first instinct was to shake her head, but immediately after, worried that Shi Che might perceive her underlying thoughts, she would rather have him misunderstand that it was her foot hurting, so she quickly nodded her head.


    Seeing her shake her head and then nod, a hint of amusement shed through Shi Che’s dark eyes, the corners of his lips curling slightly, "So does it hurt or not?"


    Shi Che’s voice softened, carrying a bewitching aura in the silent night. Ling Chuxia instinctively looked his way, meeting his eyes that shimmered with a gentle light, and Ling Chuxia faltered, feeling a slow rise of bitterness in her heart.


    Shi Che had suddenly be so gentle, was he confusing her with "elder sister" again? If he was addressing her as Ling Chuxia, how could he possibly be so gentle?


    Ling Chuxia instinctively lowered her eyes, hiding theplex emotions in them, and tried her best to curve her lips, replying softly, "It doesn’t hurt..."


    Although her foot did hurt, as a virtuous wife, how could she possibly want her husband to worry?


    Ling Chuxia imed it wasn’t painful, but Shi Che could clearly see the fine sweat caused by pain on her forehead and her eyebrows unconsciously furrowing.


    Still, she maintained a smile, telling him it didn’t hurt.


    The smile in Shi Che’s eyes gradually faded, and the curve of his lips slowly turned into a self-mocking expression. The morning Ling Chuxia who would cling to him, crying about the pain, had disappeared once again.


    After all, she was still that same person, the loyal and diligent good wife she had been for the past three years.


    Shi Che scoffed coldly, suddenly letting go of Ling Chuxia’s hand, forcefully pulling his own hand back, then got up and left the room with brisk strides.


    Because Shi Che’s movements were too fast and too sudden, Ling Chuxia hadn’t had time to react before he was gone. Lying in bed, she stared nkly in the direction Shi Che had left, dazed for a long while before blinking anding back to her senses.


    What’s gotten into Shi Che? Is he angry again?


    But... she hadn’t done anything. Why was Shi Che suddenly... angry?


    Ling Chuxia furrowed her brows, deeply puzzled, unable to figure it out. However, she soon came to terms with it—over the past three years, Shi Che’s sudden outbursts of anger were not umon, and she had never been able to fully grasp his reasons.