Now you know it hurts?

Her right hand was suddenly engulfed by a warm, large hand. Lin Nanxun blinked in astonishment, lifting her eyes to look at the stern-faced man before her.

With his gaze lowered, he stared with absolute gravity at her fingers, which were marred by countless cuts...

Those fair fingers were riddled with lacerations of varying depths, some of the blood upon them already dried.

How could there be so many injuries!

Didn't she know pain?

The expression on his face grew even darker.

Lin Nanxun was stunned for a few seconds before she offered a soft explanation.

"I accidentally broke it."

She had broken his cup and was terribly anxious inside, so she had accidentally cut herself multiple times while gathering and trying to piece the fragments back together.

"Bad guy, there's still a piece missing," Lin Nanxun said, looking at him with a heart full of guilt.

The injury to her hand didn't matter; what mattered was that a single fragment was still missing.

Yet Shen Hanzhi acted as though he hadn't heard a word. Frowning deeply, he picked up the bedside telephone, pressed the speakerphone button directly, and dialed the downstairs extension, never once releasing his hold on her hand.

"Sir, what is it?" Aunt Xu's voice came over the line.

"Bring a first-aid kit upstairs," Shen Hanzhi instructed with a severe expression.

"A first-aid kit? Are you injured, sir? I'll bring it right up!" Aunt Xu said anxiously, then hung up the phone.

Barely a moment later, hurried footsteps echoed from outside the bedroom.

Followed closely by a knock on the room door.

"Come in," Shen Hanzhi murmured tightly. With that, he kept hold of her hand, led her all the way over to the sofa, and sat down beside her.

Aunt Xu hurried in, clutching the first-aid kit, and asked with a worried expression, "Sir, are you hurt?"

"Not me," Shen Hanzhi said, casting a displeased glance at the hand he was holding, which was covered in cuts.

Hearing this, Aunt Xu finally noticed Lin Nanxun's hand and gasped in shock.

"Good heavens, what happened here? Weren't you resting, Miss Lin?"

"..." Lin Nanxun cast a stealthy glance at the furious look on the man beside her. Her delicate face was full of guilt as she kept her head lowered, not daring to make a sound.

Aunt Xu opened the first-aid kit, pulled out cotton swabs, disinfectant, and topical ointment, placing them on the coffee table. She then knelt beside Lin Nanxun, peered down at her injuries, and sighed with a heart full of pity.

"With so many cuts, this must hurt terribly."

"Bear with it for a moment; I'll clean them for you." Aunt Xu picked up a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant, preparing to dab it onto Lin Nanxun's wounded fingers.

Due to her advancing age, Aunt Xu's hands trembled slightly, and she failed to control her strength in the moment.

The cotton swab pressed down a little too hard.

"Ouch..." Lin Nanxun drew in a sharp breath.

The moment her voice sounded, Aunt Xu instinctively withdrew her hand in alarm. Just as she was about to speak, the man's low, angry voice suddenly broke the silence.

"You know it hurts now?" Shen Hanzhi stared sternly at the girl beside him.

Why hadn't she known it hurt when she was injuring herself?

Wasn't she usually a coward? Those were sharp shards, yet she had actually dared to reach out and touch them!

"..." Scolded so harshly by the bad guy, Lin Nanxun shrank back slightly, her pale, pretty face filled with self-reproach and worry.

Since the bad guy was this angry, he would surely drive her away...

Yet, she was so reluctant to part with the bad guy, so reluctant to leave everything in this place.

At the thought, Lin Nanxun's eyes instantly grew even redder.