Hearing the noise in the kitchen, Bo Jingxing walked in with the phone in his hand... His cold eyes swept across the mess in front of him, and he saw Bai Xue's hand leaning on the ground, which was cut by the broken porcelain pieces.

His eyes darkened and he glanced at Shu Qing, “Why are you still standing there? Do you want me to ask you for help?"

Seeing this, Bai Xue quickly struggled to get up and said with pain, “Brother Jing, don't blame Miss Shu... She may just not like me. I shouldn't have come here so suddenly..."

Shu Qing: ...

The remarks made by Cha and Bitch really opened Shu Qing's eyes.

She had seen Qiao Tiantian's arrogance, where she used power, status and money to suppress her... She was not only angry, but also unwilling.

But today, Bai Xue saw another kind of bloodless game.

I feel a little psychologically uncomfortable, but without any evidence, I can’t shout or scream, and I can’t say anything.

She just stared at Bo Jingxing with her eyes fixed, and said, "I didn't, I didn't push her, nor did I..."

Bo Jingxing interrupted, “I'm not in the mood to listen to you. There is a medicine box outside in the living room. Go find it."

He bent down, helped Bai Xue up, and applied pressure to stop the bleeding temporarily.

Bai Xue frowned in pain, but still whispered to help Shu Qing, “Brother Jing, what Miss Shu just said is true. In fact, the plate was too hot and I didn't catch it properly, so it fell..."

Shu Qing had already found the medicine box. Hearing her say this, I was really impressed.

The highest level of frame-up is that even the victim comes forward to testify in person, but still no one believes it.

"I heard it with my own ears. It was she who pushed you and she dropped the dish on purpose. You don't have to defend her." Bo Jingxing said calmly.

He always knew that Shu Qing looked well-behaved, but in fact she had a very fierce temper.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept pestering Qiao Tiantian and insisted on suing her.

However, he really didn't expect what happened today.

"But Brother Jing, it's really not like that..." Bai Xue was anxious and argued more eagerly, but Bo Jingxing didn't want to listen, "It's not suitable to look at the wound here, let's go to the living room first."

When I turned around, I saw Shu Qing had arrived at the kitchen door again without me noticing.

Maybe she also heard what was said just now.

However, Bo Jingxing did not intend to spoil her anymore.

"Ms. Shu, please make way."

He said this in a calm voice. Shu Qing moved aside to make way for the door and watched him leave the kitchen with Bai Xue... When Bai Xue turned around, she gave her a provocative sneer.

As if declaring her victory.

This kind of method can be considered as self-mutilation, right?

Shu Qing pursed her lips and turned around to look at the mess on the kitchen floor... What a pity, such good food was just ruined like that.

"Brother Jing, it's all my fault. I was careless. If I had been more careful, I wouldn't have gotten hurt."

The sulfur was rubbed on the wound, and Bai Xue shivered. Bo Jingxing asked, "Does it hurt?"

“A little bit…”

"This is sulfamethoxazole, not alcohol, and it has basically no irritating effect." Bo Jingxing looked at her wound carefully, making sure there was no debris left inside, and then cleaned her wound again.

I found a band-aid and put it on.

Bai Xue looked at him in surprise, “Brother Jing, is this all right?"

"The wound is very shallow, just apply a patch."

Bo Jingxing stood up, put the medicine box away again, and put it back in the drawer beside him. Bai Xue followed him with her eyes, "Well, then whatever you say is fine. I'll listen to Brother Jing."

Bo Jingxing paused. He didn't see Shu Qing in the living room at the moment, but there was some movement in the kitchen.

He stepped in, “What are you doing?"