The next day
Morning, at home
When Dong Xuebin opened his eyes, he smelled soy milk and fried dough sticks. Blinking, he climbed out of bed and went into the living room, where he saw Xie Huilan arranging the fried dough sticks. Without even looking up, she said, "Go brush your teeth and wash up. Time to eat."
Dong Xuebin exclaimed, "Why did you have to busy yourself with this?"
"I bought it downstairs. Your Sister Xie can still walk," Xie Huilan said blandly.
Dong Xuebin clicked his tongue. "You could've called me. I could've gone downstairs."
Xie Huilan said evenly, "Heh. You're covered in injuries. How would I dare call you?"
"Look at you, why are you still angry?" Dong Xuebin hurriedly washed up, then sat down at the table to eat.
Xie Huilan sipped her soy milk and dabbed the corner of her mouth with a napkin. "Tell me, what exactly were you thinking yesterday? If you wanted to leave, who could have stopped you? Even if you have the Iron Head Skill, I don't believe dozens of bricks wouldn't hurt. In that situation, you didn't dodge or evade at all? Since when did you become so mild-tempered? Hmm? Should your Sister Xie be happy or angry?"
Dong Xuebin coughed. "They were all ordinary people. If I'd fought back, then even if I was in the right, I'd have become the one in the wrong. What would people think of us National Cadres? Of course I couldn't fight back. Don't I have that much sense?"
"If you couldn't fight, couldn't you run?"
"There were so many people. How was I supposed to run? I couldn't get out."
"Do you think I don't know what you're capable of? You expect me to believe that?"
Dong Xuebin rubbed his nose