"If you two are going to fight, go outside and fight! Don't bother my mother!" Xiaohan supported Qin Anan and walked towards the master bedroom.

Aunt Hong immediately called the bodyguards and sent Mike away.

After Mike was sent away, Fu Shiting was completely awake.

He stood at the door of the master bedroom, not daring to go in.

Qin Anan was sitting by the bed, while Xiaohan was checking whether she was injured.

"Mom is fine, mom is just a little tired." Qin Anan was afraid that her son would be worried, so she wrote lightly, "They both drank too much, so they had a few arguments. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried about them!" Xiao Leng said angrily, "Mom, let's go home tomorrow. I don't want to live here."

"Okay." Qin Anan agreed immediately.

Fu Shiting's punch hit Mike on the left side of her head.

There were no injuries on her face, and the area where she was hit was covered by her hair, so no one could see any injuries at a glance.

"Has my sister been woken up?" she asked worriedly.

"No. My sister was sleeping deeply." Xiaohan replied.

"You should go to sleep too! You must be tired after playing all day today." Qin Anan wanted to get up and send Xiaohan back to his room.

"I'll go back to my room by myself." Xiaohan pressed her down and refused to let her go, "Mom, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

He did not see his mother being hit by Fu Shiting's fist, he only saw his mother sandwiched between the two men.

And those two men drank too much, so it was very possible that they might have accidentally injured the mother.

"Well, I'm really fine." She got out of bed and sent Xiaohan out of the room.

She saw Fu Shiting as she walked towards him and stood at the door.

After Xiaohan left, she turned around and looked into his fiery and deep eyes.

She glanced at him and then entered the house.

He followed him into the house and closed the door.

"Do you want to go to the doctor?" He followed her and walked to the bed.

She had a slight headache, but it wasn't as painful as before.

She thought there was no big problem, so she didn't want to go to the hospital.

Give it a night's rest and see how things go tomorrow.

Besides, if she acted like she was in pain, he didn't know how he would blame himself.

She didn't want to use this little injury to gain his attention.

"I'm a little sleepy. Let's talk about other things tomorrow!" She pulled back the quilt and lay down on the bed.

He immediately reached out and looked for wounds on her head.

"Don't touch me!" She pushed his hand away angrily.

"Let me take a look." His tone was pleading, "An'an, I'm sorry."

"I don't want to hear these three words. If you really

If you feel sorry for me, just be quiet!" She stared at him coldly.

"Let me see." He repeated his request.

If she didn't show it to him, he might not be able to sleep tonight.

She pulled down the elastic band holding her hair and spread it out.

He immediately pushed her hair away and saw at a glance that the area hit by his fist was swollen.

"It's swollen." His Adam's apple rolled, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." She knew it was swollen and he had used a lot of brute force. At that time, she felt like her skull was about to break. "It will be fine in two days."

"Are you sure?"

"Do you know better or do I know better?" She lay down and looked at him calmly, "Are you sober?"

"Um."
Chapter completed!