Don't move...
Li Hanxuan's words made Lin Yiran feel a little uneasy.
She straightened her back and lowered her eyes to look at her arms.
The cuffs of his suit were rolled up by Li Hanxuan, revealing his burned arm.
Lin Yiran secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the burn ointment on the burned area.
It seemed that Li Hanxuan did not intend to do anything excessive to her arm.
He just applied medicine to the burned area.
Li Hanxuan twisted the cap of the burn ointment and handed it to Lin Yiran: "Afraid that I will hurt your arm? Don't worry, your arm is still pointing at it to help me, and it won't move for the time being."
Lin Yiran held the burn ointment in her hand, but she didn't know how to say it when the words came to her lips.
From the moment Li Hanxuan misunderstood the Lin family and began to hate Lin Yiran.
He no longer cared or loved Lin Yiran.
Even when Lin Yiran was injured and needed stitches, Li Hanxuan looked nonchalant and even thought she was stupid.
Now that they are really separated, Li Hanxuan will actually take the initiative to give her medicine.
Lin Yiran pursed her lips. The concern she expected came too late.
She has long been accustomed to life without him and no longer needs this man's care.
Thinking of this, Lin Yiran laughed to herself.
She is being sentimental again.
Li Hanxuan was concerned about his hand, fearing that her arm was seriously injured and delayed in designing a dress for Yu Wenwen.
Li Hanxuan picked up the suit on the side and put it on. He glanced at Lin Yiran who was sitting on the sofa in a daze: "You can't have any problems with your hands these days when you are making dresses for Li's Entertainment. After that, it's up to you.
"
He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the last two words.
Or I think too much.
Lin Yiran lowered her chin and smiled lightly.
Then he stood up, folded the blanket on his body and put it aside.
She stood upright and slowly put down the sleeves on her arms: "The time is up, we should go, don't keep Ye Siyun waiting."
Lin Yiran stood up and opened the door of the office. Song Yu stood aside and waited for a long time. She looked at Lin Yiran and rolled her eyes, then walked to Li Hanxuan: "Mr. Li, Uncle Song has asked for leave. Today I will be your
driver."
Li Hanxuan was startled for a moment, then handed the car key to Song Yu: "Drive my car."
Song Yu proudly took the car key from Li Hanxuan, and the corners of her lips slowly curved.
She was supposed to get off work directly, but knowing that Li Hanxuan was going to have dinner with Lin Yiran, she asked the driver, Uncle Song, to go home early, and she took the initiative to work overtime to pick up and drop off Li Hanxuan.
Lin Yiran touched her nose awkwardly. She followed Li Hanxuan, deliberately avoiding Song Yu even when taking the elevator.
Song Yu looked at her with murderous eyes, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.
For the safety of her life, Lin Yiran could only try to avoid this woman.
The basement was a little cool, and Lin Yiran, who was cold, felt the coolness as soon as she stepped into the basement.
She tightened her tight coat and raised her eyes to meet Song Yu's cold gaze.
At this moment, Lin Yiran knew where the chill just came from.
Seeing Li Hanxuan open the back seat door, Lin Yiran naturally walked towards the passenger seat.
The moment he put his hand on the armrest, Li Hanxuan coughed a few times.
Lin Yiran pursed her lips: "I think I can just sit in the passenger seat."
She tried to propose to Li Hanxuan that she sit in the passenger seat, with a simple and clear purpose
I just wanted to stay away from Li Hanxuan sitting in the back seat.

Chapter completed!