"At a time like this, you still have the mood to think about this?" Xu Nianhua resisted the urge to roll her eyes, constantly worried about the injury on his back, but, as Pei Yicheng pulled her to sit with him, she could only see the doctors and nurses continuously setting blood-soaked gauze aside, the shocking red making her heart pound with fear.
If it hadn't been for Pei Yicheng shielding her, would she be the one injured now?
"Look at me." Pei Yicheng turned her face away from the doctors, not letting her see their side; he asked, "I want to gain the approval of your uncle and aunt as soon as possible, I want to stand by your side openly and honorably."
His voice was calm, his gaze focused and affectionate.
His steady tone and composed demeanor suddenly made Xu Nianhua understand; he was afraid she would worry, afraid she would be scared, so he deliberately brought this up at this moment, under these circumstances.
