Chapter 269

Compared to Lu Xiaolin, Tang Ruochu merely suffered a few minor injuries. There were a few thin, but terrifying, scratches on her white face. Therefore, Lu Shijin was astonished when she saw that her face had been scratched. "What exactly happened?" He asked. "... I fought someone." Before she answered, Tang Ruochu hesitated. After all, fighting someone was not a virtue. Lu Shijin frowned as he focused his gaze on her face. The few scratches on her white, silky face seemed out of place. "Do they hurt?" He stretched out his hand and caressed her scratches, his dark pupils full of concern. "I only have minor injuries. They don't hurt." Seeing his gaze of concern, Tang Ruochu felt a little uncomfortable. Ever since she married him, she had always created trouble for him and burdened him with worry. She had an idea and placed his hand in hers. Then, he lifted up her head to look at her. Seeing the astonishment in his eyes, Tang Ruochu pursed her mouth and smiled. "Sorry, Shijin.