Although the call was connected, no one spoke. Huo Yuanchen asked again, and then he heard Wen Li say very lightly, "I'm downstairs."

"Then come up, they've all left." Huo Yuanchen said.

"Wait a moment. I'll sit downstairs for a while."

Huo Yuanchen felt that Wen Li was being pretentious again, and felt a little annoyed. He thought, she is really troublesome.

I changed my shoes and went downstairs to look for someone.

Wen Li was seen from a distance sitting on a small garden bench downstairs, with two lunch boxes beside her, one of which was empty, and the other still had most of the porridge. She sat alone for a long time, without a coat, her lips were frozen white, like a puppet, mechanically holding a plastic spoon, scooping a mouthful of porridge, slowly putting it into her mouth, and then swallowing it.

Huo Yuanchen walked over and asked her in a deliberately softer tone, "Why don't you go up? Isn't it cold sitting here?"

Wen Li looked at him without any emotion and shook his head dully, "I'm drinking porridge, it's not cold."

Huo Yuanchen touched the unfinished porridge box with his fingers. It had already gone cold. He frowned and said, "Don't drink it. Let's go back."

Wen Li refused and insisted on drinking the porridge, "It can't be wasted."

He said that the porridge he had ordered could not be wasted, and she repeated the words back to him.

Huo Yuanchen then realized that she was angry with him.

He didn't indulge her. He threw both porridge boxes into the trash can with a quick movement, and came over to pull her, "Let's go upstairs."

Wen Li didn't argue with him. He told her to go, so she followed him, but she didn't say a word along the way. She didn't say a word after entering the house, and went straight to the bedroom.

Huo Yuanchen came over and asked her, "What are you having for lunch?"

Wen Li shook his head. "Order whatever you want. I don't want to eat."

Huo Yuanchen glanced at her calmly, "Is this what you meant by taking care of me?"

Wen Li hummed, lowered his head, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know how to take care of people, and I didn't take good care of you."

Although it was an apology, the tone was clearly filled with anger.

Huo Yuanchen came over, touched her belly with his hand, and laughed at her, "Which porridge did you order? It's so delicious, my stomach is full. Why don't you order another bowl for me?"

He was willing to say this to give Wen Li a way out. If Wen Li was smart and followed his words to order porridge for him, he would not care about her leaving the students aside and not entertaining them properly, and running away and not coming back.

But Wen Li didn't. She said sullenly, "That porridge doesn't taste good. You definitely don't like it. You should just eat your love fried egg."

Huo Yuanchen was really annoyed this time. He rubbed his brows and said in a bad tone, "It's endless, isn't it? It's just an egg. If you like it, there are plenty in the refrigerator. You can eat as much as you want."

Wen Li snorted, "I want to eat the egg that An Wen fried for you. I won't eat that egg."

"Are you sure you want to make a scene?" Huo Yuanchen's face was gloomy, and he was obviously about to lose his temper. "My students are here, and you insist on sharing an egg with me. How can that be?"

"What do I look like? I made you feel ashamed, didn't I? Who am I to you, that I would implicate you? An Wen wanted to show off in front of you, did I stop her? She knew that I hadn't eaten either, so she could have fried an extra egg for me, but she only made breakfast for you and left me aside, what did I say? Did I argue with her? But you, you said you treated me as your girlfriend, but you didn't even give me a small piece of bread. Whose girlfriend treats me like this?"

Wen Li didn't know what happened to her. Her tears suddenly started flowing. There were so many of them that she couldn't stop them.

She cursed herself in her heart for not being able to live up to expectations. Why was she crying at this time? She should have fought back fiercely! What was the point of crying?

Huo Yuanchen was stunned. It wasn't that he had a change of heart, but he just couldn't understand why someone would cry over an egg and a piece of bread.

He felt that Wen Li was being pretentious, but at the same time, he also thought that the way her eyes turned red from crying was quite interesting, as if she had been badly bullied by someone , and there was a kind of broken beauty in her.

"Don't cry." He walked over, lowered his head, and wanted to taste her tears.

Unexpectedly, Wen Li was annoyed with him. When he came over, she hid aside. He was tall, and she tripped over the carpet and hit her forehead on his chest.

"Hiss—" Huo Yuanchen took a breath and looked at her dimly, "Did you do this on purpose?"

Wen Li was very angry, and when he saw him in such bad luck, he suddenly became amused, "I wish I did it on purpose."

Huo Yuanchen glared at her, "You little heartless one."

Wen Li felt guilty. After all, he was injured because of her, so she softened her tone and asked him, "Does it hurt?"

Huo Yuanchen nodded, "It hurts."

Wen Li pulled his hand sheepishly, "Then go to the bed and take off your clothes. I'll take a look for you to see if you hit the wound."

Huo Yuanchen agreed.

Wen Li untied the gauze and carefully examined the wound, but did not find any cracks. The originally exposed new skin had become hard, and felt like 502 glue that had dried in the air. The red and white muscles were still visible under the hard skin, which looked scary.

"It will probably leave a scar, right?" Wen Li said worriedly, "It's too ugly."

Even though she thought Huo Yuanchen was a jerk, she had to admit that he had a pretty good-looking face. People with good looks are usually obsessed with appearance. She was afraid that Huo Yuanchen would be angry with her after getting a scar. What if he got angry and didn't give her the medicine he promised her?

After all, she was in the wrong, and if he really used this as an excuse, there was nothing she could do.

Huo Yuanchen looked at her and asked her, "Do you dislike me just because I have a scar?"

He regretted the moment he said it. He thought, what right does Wen Li have to look down on him? What a superfluous question.

What's more, these words sounded a bit ambiguous, as if he was very nervous about Wen Li.

But once the words are out, they can’t be taken back.

Wen Li reached out and gently touched his wound, "Does it still hurt?"

Huo Yuanchen shook his head, "It doesn't hurt when you touch it like this."

Wen Li touched it again and assured him sincerely, "I don't mind. Huo Yuanchen, I will definitely find a way to heal your scar."

Her expression was firm, as if she was the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, a miraculous doctor, and she made the promise without blinking.

Huo Yuanchen was amused by her. He reached out and flicked her forehead, and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry. I, your good brother, did a small project on scar repair during my graduate studies. Scar removal drugs have been on the market for many years and the effect is quite good."

Wen Li would only call him "good brother" in a coquettish voice when she begged him to stop. When he said that, the atmosphere between the two of them became different.

Wen Li blushed a little and wanted to leave.

Huo Yuanchen held her back and said with a serious expression, "Come here and help me take off my pants."