Since Han Qing told her to wait, Yan did not budge from her spot until he returned. Despite still bleeding from her wound, her heart felt full. She started to imagine a future for her and Han Qing. If things continued to progress this way… At that thought, she giggled to herself.
When she heard footsteps outside, she quickly wore a normal expression and stared at the wound—it seemed like it was not bleeding as much as before. She brushed her hand over the wound abruptly. Then, bright red blood started to rush out again. Since things turned out that way, she decided not to let the opportunity go and take advantage of herself getting injured.
When Han Qing entered, Yan was already in position. She stood there and stared intently at her wound with a frown on her face.
He walked over to her and noticed the wound had started bleeding again. He then frowned. “How did this happen?”
Yan shook her head in distress. “I don’t know…” Her voice sounded weak and made her seem like a pitiful little bunny.
Han Qing did not respond. Although he was not aware of what happened, he did not have any suspicions either. He cleaned off the fresh blood on her hand and disinfected the wound with a cotton bud. Then, he put a band-aid over it.
She was lost in awe as she watched him treating her wound in such a serious manner when he suddenly looked at her and asked, “Does it hurt?”
It took her a moment to respond before she nodded. “It hurts.” However, her behavior earlier did not seem like she was in pain so it felt slightly ironic to say that. She added, “Actually, it doesn’t hurt that much.”
It’s such a big wound. How does it not hurt? He shot her a glance then looked away and pursed his lips without saying a word.
Yan looked at her wound all covered up and her heart was full. “Thank you.”
In a bleak tone, Han Qing said, “It was just a coincidence. I happened to be here and it would go against my principles to just watch and do nothing.”
However, she couldn’t care less about the reasoning behind his intentions. She already found a way to win him over that seemed foolproof and the future was looking hopeful for her.
“Stop what you were doing and don’t let your wound get in contact with water for the time being.”
Yan nodded her head obediently. “Okay.”
After he advised her, he turned around to leave.
Looking at his back, Yan blurted out, “Wait.”
Han Qing stopped in his tracks. “What’s wrong?”
She bit her lips and considered for a while before she said slowly, “Last night, did you—”
“No.”
“I haven’t said anything yet. How could you just—”
For some reason, his hasty answer seemed to have given him away as though what happened the night before was real and not just a dream. However, his proceeding words hit her like a bucket of cold water. “I know what you want to ask but regardless of what you’re thinking, it didn’t happen. It won’t happen, and it’ll never happen.
Yan was speechless.
“I made it extremely clear to you before. Stop holding on to those fruitless thoughts and invest your feelings in someone else instead.”
“I’ll decide for myself who I choose to invest my feelings in. You might not like me, but you don’t have the right to tell me who I should like. If you say it didn’t happen, then I’ll take your word for it. Besides, I’ve already made my decision.”
Decision? Upon hearing that, he almost wanted to ask her what she meant. But, it did not seem appropriate to ask in that situation so he chose to stay quiet. “Do what you want,” he said and left.
She was not the least bit depressed, however. Once he walked out, she looked down at the band-aid on her finger and felt happy. After she lingered for a moment, she also walked out of the kitchen and went into her room to get her phone. When she went in, Han Muzi was having a conversation with Little Bean.
As soon as he saw her, Little Bean called out, “Aunt Yan.”
“Little Bean. You’re finally back.”
“Yes!” He tilted his head. “Aunt Yan, I heard from Grandaunt Song that you had a fever. Are you a little better now?”
“I’m totally fine now.” I had a fever? How did I not know about this? Was that why Xiao Su tried to take my temperature earlier? Does that mean I misunderstood everything? Whatever. It already happened so it doesn’t matter anymore. She did not have time to tend to Little Bean and Han Muzi. Making a little run to her bedside table, she knelt beside it, grabbed her phone, and took a picture of her finger.
“What happened to your hand?” Han Muzi asked with a frown on her face. Just then, she noticed the bandaid on Yan’s finger as well as the faint trace of blood on it.
Yan chuckled. “It’s nothing. I just got hurt.”
“You’re that happy about getting hurt?” It did not feel right no matter how she saw it.
Yan was taking photos of her bloody band-aid at all angles in an extremely delighted way as though it was some kind of treasure.
Little Bean blinked his eyes and asked suddenly, “Aunt Yan, did my uncle put that band-aid on for you?”
Han Muzi narrowed her eyes. Seeing Yan treat her finger and the band-aid on it like they were treasures, she thought Little Bean might have been right. She did not expect him to gauge the situation faster than she did—he was able to tell with just one look.
Yan took quite a few pictures before putting her phone down. Then, she looked at Little Bean. “Don’t be a smarta*s. It’s not good to know too much.”
“Alright then.” He nodded his head slowly.
“It seems like what Little Bean said is true. That band-aid…”
Yan giggled. “Muzi, I’m one more step closer to my goal now. Your brother went into the kitchen earlier to drink some water right as I cut my finger. Then…” She went on in a coy and bashful manner and her expression was filled with pure delight.
All he did was put on the band-aid for her. Her hand got injured, yet she looked so happy. She was too easily satisfied. Han Muzi was not happy to see Yan like that at all and was not able to force a smile on her face.
“Muzi, I finally know how to win your brother over.”
Han Muzi was dumbfounded. She looked at the wound on Yan’s finger and connected the dots in her head. “Don’t tell me…”
“It’s exactly what you’re thinking.”
“Have you lost your mind?” Han Muzi’s eyebrows knitted together tightly. She looked at her with an unhappy expression and said in a small voice, “That method is too extreme.”
“Hey, it’s not as dramatic as what you’re thinking. I will be very, very careful. What happened today was just an accident but it also showed me what I should and should not do.” Then, Yan turned toward Little Bean with much confidence. “Little Bean. You just have to wait until I get promoted to become your actual aunt!”
Little Bean raised his neck and thought, Seeing Aunt Yan this confident makes me want to put her down.
