Chapter 522: She Had Not Been So Upset For a Long Time

Su Qianxun stood up and put down the hot-water bottle. She was worried that he would get angry again and said, “My hands are fine. You should start eating.”

Su Qianxun was about to place the plate in front of him, but Long Sijue suddenly slapped her hand away. He did so with force and due to his abnormally great strength, his slap hurt her greatly. The young woman immediately looked up at him. Tears almost flowed down her cheeks.

“I’m not eating. I lose my appetite at the sight of you!” Long Sijue said expressionlessly and strode out of the dining hall.

Su Qianxun’s hand, which was still holding the plate, froze. There was a sharp pain and a sense of suffocation in her chest. ‘Does he really hate me this much? He hates me so much that he couldn’t eat at the sight of me?’

Su Qianxun suppressed the urge to shed tears. She put down the plate slowly, turned around and ran out of the dining hall in a flustered manner.

When the butler entered the dining room with a tube of medicinal ointment, he nearly ran into Su Qianxun. She quickly apologized to him, sidestepped him and ran back to her current bedroom.

After Su Qianxun went back to her bedroom, she leaned against the door. She could not hold back her tears anymore. She cupped her hand over her mouth as tears rolled down her cheeks.

‘My baby, mummy is weak and incapable of anything. Mummy is awfully upset. I have not been so upset for a long time. Can you please don’t look down on mummy?”

There was a knock on the door. Huan Huan entered the room with a hot-water bottle and a tube of medicinal ointment in her hands. She regarded Su Qianxun’s pale face and her black eyes, which used to be bright and full of life. Huan Huan walked over to the bedside and stuffed the hot-water bag into Su Qianxun’s hands. She said, “Young mistress, hold onto this to keep your hands warm. The kitchen manager was too much. The young master would certainly teach him a lesson!”

“Thank you, Huan Huan.” Su Qianxun had no energy left in her right now. She sensed that her legs had gone limp. Fortunately, no one summoned her back to the kitchen to wash the vegetables again.

“Don’t thank me. You’re the young mistress, and I’m a servant. It’s my job to look after you!” Huan Huan smiled at her, took her hand in hers and started applying ointment on the wounds.

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“Don’t say that. Now, I’m only a kitchen staff who washes vegetables.” Su Qianxun flashed a bitter half-smile.

“Young mistress, don’t you say that. The young master is just angry at you for the time being. It’s temporary. Once he is no longer mad, he’ll let you move back to his room. Don’t you worry. It’ll happen very soon. After all, the young master loves you very much.” Huan Huan studied her wounds. She could feel the pain just by looking at them.

“Huan Huan, you’re mistaken.

She had not done anything since he was back, let alone anger him. Perhaps to him, she was merely a disposable pet. When he was in a good mood, he would treat her nicely. When he was not, he would torment her.

“What am I mistaken about?” Huan Huan blinked her big, innocent-looking eyes as she stared at Su Qianxun while she continued to apply the ointment on her wounds.

Su Qianxun shook her head. “Nothing.”

After Huan Huan applied the ointment on her wounds, she said, “Young mistress, take a rest first. You look awfully pale. I have some brown sugar water syrup. I’ll get you a cup.”

“No, I don’t want to trouble you.”

“Not at all. It won’t take long!” Huan Huan left the ointment in the room, turned and ran out .

On her way back to her room, Huan Huan saw Ye Gu walking down the hallway in her direction. Her heartbeat rate increased sharply. She greeted him, “Big Brother Ye.”

Ye Gu never responded to the servants who greeted him, but this time, he stopped in his tracks and asked, “Did you just come out from the young mistress’ room?”

Huan Huan did not expect Ye Gu to answer her. She nodded excitedly and said, “The butler told me to bring the young mistress a hot-water bag and some ointment. That kitchen manager is genuinely awful. He told the young mistress to rinse vegetables all day long. The wounds on her fingers were soaked and the skin was torn apart. How awful.”