Four hours later, at the Ye Family Villa.
Old Master Ye's temple twitched as he stared at Ye Xunzhi sitting across from him in a wheelchair, wearing sunglasses and layers of gauze wrapped around her head like a critically injured patient.
"So, did you go to school or Arabia? What, is that tiny head of yours no longer big enough to hold your vast knowledge, so you need bandages to reinforce it?"
"Grandpa, how could you say that?" Ye Xunzhi adjusted her sunglasses.
"I'm a seriously injured patient right now. Anything you say or do could hurt my delicate young heart."
"Cut it out!" Old Master Ye slapped the pretentious gauze cap off her head, revealing the tiny adhesive bandage underneath.
"Don't think I haven't read the examination report. There's absolutely nothing wrong with you. Even your foot injury, the only remotely serious one, was a strain from overexerting yourself."
Ruthlessly exposed, Ye Xunzhi fell silent. Just as the old man began wondering whether he had been a little too harsh,
she suddenly looked up at him with a bashful smile and giggled, "Hehe."
"Grandpa, you're so smart!" Cupping her face, she sent him a wink.
Old Master Ye: "..."
Hehe, my foot! You think acting cute will get you out of this?
Heaven knew how shocked he had been when the old butler suddenly called and told him he had spotted the young miss in a livestream.
And how his heart had leaped into his throat when he opened the livestream, only to see Ye Xunzhi get hit by a broom and fall off the rooftop...
Four hours earlier, at school, the rooftop was on the sixth floor. Ye Xunzhi had been utterly stunned as she fell.
Her ears rang with the students' gasps and Ye He's heart-wrenching