"Jiang Fan!!!"
Song Xixi's eyes were no longer a serious problem after treatment.
On top of that, her injuries had never been severe, so she looked no different from a normal person.
But when Song Xixi saw Jiang Fan's gaze circling around her eyes, she gnashed her teeth in hatred.
Realizing that he had been tactless, Jiang Fan rubbed his nose and said awkwardly,
"Sorry!"
"I couldn't help myself!"
Song Xixi snapped,
"You're still talking!"
Jiang Fan hurriedly waved his hands.
"Fine, fine, I won't say anything else!"
He coughed dryly, cleared his throat, then looked at Song Xixi.
"You..."
"Did you come here today to demand an explanation?"
"A competition is a competition. There has to be a winner and a loser!"
"If you'd punched me in the..."
Seeing Song Xixi's face darken again, Jiang Fan hurriedly stopped and explained,
"Anyway, things on the competition stage happen in the blink of an eye. Sometimes you just can't control yourself!"
Hearing Jiang Fan continue to make excuses, Song Xixi cursed him inwardly.
Couldn't control himself?
Who would believe that?
She hadn't even had the strength to fight back anymore. He could have hit anywhere, so why punch her right around the eye?
However, she had business to attend to, so she did not dwell on the matter with Jiang Fan.
"I didn't come looking for you today because of this nonsense!"
"I have something serious to discuss with you!"
Jiang Fan was taken aback.
"Something serious?"
"What is it?"
Song Xixi glanced around. Seeing everyone pricking up their ears and waiting for her to speak, she thought for a moment before saying,
"Wait until you've finished your match!"
"At six tonight, I'll be waiting for you at White Dew Pavilion!"
With that, she did not linger and prepared to leave.