Song Qingshu was utterly depressed. He suddenly thought how wonderful it would be if every woman obeyed his every word, but he quickly dismissed the ridiculous notion. It was precisely because these women had different personalities that each possessed her own unique qualities and charm. If they all obeyed him unquestioningly, how would they be any different from the silicone dolls of his previous life?
While he was lost in thought, Xia Qingqing had already run over and carefully began bandaging his wound. Tears fell as she worked. "Brother Song, I'm sorry. I never thought I would hurt you."
Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted her, yet he was troubled as well. At this point, he could naturally use a man's authority to suppress the conflict between the two women, but it was better to clear a channel than block a flood. Unless the underlying danger was thoroughly eliminated, there was no telling whether something irreparable might happen in the future.
"Did you really not expect to hurt him?" Dongfang Muxue suddenly asked.
Song Qingshu's scalp tingled. Are these two starting again?
"Of course!" Xia Qingqing glared at her. "I would rather die myself than see Brother Song get hurt..."
"Don't say such unlucky things." Song Qingshu hurriedly cut her off, deeply moved at the same time. It seemed all he had done for Xia Qingqing over the years had not been in vain. She was someone who dared to love and hate, without so many hidden schemes. Since she said it, she truly meant it. They were not merely pretty words.
"Then may I ask, does a wounded heart count as an injury?" Dongfang Muxue pressed step by step.
Xia Qingqing bit her lower lip. She had vaguely guessed what the other woman was getting at, but she did not want