She is Si Ye's favorite

"No, no need, I'm fine. It's just a small injury. It's not a problem." Mu Yingxue subconsciously covered the neckline of her clothes, her fingers tightened tightly, to be on guard.

Si Xuanting faintly saw that her shoulder had turned black from the neckline, and his eyes narrowed:

"What are you doing so nervous, just give you medicine."

"I know it's the medicine, but you...I...I still think it's better to ask Dr. Song to give me the medicine."

Mu Yingxue thinks he should understand such a simple truth, what are their identities?She is his best friend's wife, and he is her husband's good brother. Just being hugged by him all the way is enough to make people gossip, and then undress in front of him?She can't do it.

But when Si Xuanting heard that she would rather let Song Yu take the medicine than her husband, a look of displeasure floated in Si Xuanting's eyes.

"Here comes the medicinal wine." Song Yu walked in.

Mu Yingxue hurriedly said:

"Doctor Song, can I trouble you to rub the medicinal wine for me?" In front of the doctor, Mu Yingxue's psychological burden is not so heavy, and Huo Sanshao probably won't have any objection if she knows about it.

Song Yu was about to agree, when he suddenly saw Si Xuanting's sharp, knife-like eyes, Song Yu shivered, and stuffed the medicinal wine into Si Xuanting's hand:

"Yingxue, it's not that I won't help you. The big commotion just now woke up San Shao. I have to go and see if there's anything wrong."

After finishing speaking, Song Yu hurriedly left in three steps at a time, closing the door behind her when she went out.

Mu Yingxue opened her small mouth and watched the door close.

"Undress."

There was a strong displeasure in the tone of the order, as if it was a great gift for him to apply the medicine for her, and she didn't know how to flatter her if she didn't cooperate.

"I can do it myself." Mu Yingxue planned to do it by herself, it was better than being stared at naked by him.

He stretched out his hand to get the medicinal wine in his hand, but the man gently avoided it, and it was empty.

"Even if you take it off, I'm not interested. My patience is limited. Don't force me to do it myself."

He is her husband, even if he sees everything inside and out, it should be taken for granted.

"Mr. Si, don't you know the difference between men and women? If Shaohuai knew, what would he think?"

Mu Yingxue tightened her clothes, really afraid that he would do it herself:

"My injury is not serious, and I'll be fine if I don't use medicinal wine."

Seeing her defensive eyes, Si Xuanting curled his fingers. He really had the urge to strip her clothes off, but when he thought of her being hurt by him today, he suppressed the displeasure in his heart:

"Go and change to one with a bigger neckline to expose your shoulders."

He actually gave in?

Mu Yingxue's reaction felt even weirder than he wanted to use it.

Si Xuanting had never been questioned with this kind of look, and said displeasedly:

"Want me to change it for you?"

It was only then that Mu Yingxue came to her senses: "No, no, I... I'll go now."

She doesn't have many clothes, and there is a one-shoulder dress with a big neckline that her cousin used to wear, but Mu Yingxue didn't wear it, because it not only showed off her shoulders, but also showed off her waist. She kept it in the box for emergency needs.

After changing her clothes, she pulled the hem of the skirt uncomfortably, but this is a short dress, and if it covers the top and bottom, a part will be exposed, and if it covers the bottom, there is a danger of the top being exposed.

Si Xuanting has seen her wearing washed-out clothes, clothes that don't fit well, and clothes that don't match her complexion and look mature, but now, it's the first time she sees her wearing normal clothes.

The slender neck extends to the delicate white collarbone, and the specially designed one-shoulder highlights the ups and downs of the girl's figure. This way it looks a little more beautiful, and the tight waist that can't be grasped stretches the waistline , more leg length.

Mu Yingxue was so nervous when he saw him that she didn't know where to hide her hands. In order to avoid his sight, she simply sat down with her back to him:

"Okay."

Mu Yingxue's tense sitting posture carried a young girlish look, but the man's eyes darkened.

Mu Yingxue clearly felt the heat source approaching from behind her, and her back straightened.

Si Xuanting lowered his head and unscrewed the medicinal wine, poured some and rubbed it in his palm twice. He felt the warmth of his palm before pressing it on the girl's thin shoulder. The bruise on her fair shoulder was particularly glaring.

She felt a tingling pain in her shoulder, and she let out a muffled grunt.

"pain?"

"It's okay, I know that the medicinal wine has to be rubbed in to dissipate the blood stasis. The sutures hurt a lot last time."

Mu Yingxue simply told him not to care about her pain or not, but Si Xuanting naturally remembered the last time he had intentionally violently sutured, and the pressure with his hands could not help but be lighter.

His fingertips felt rough and scrubbed. It was the first time for Mu Yingxue to be touched by a strange man like this. Her nervous skin turned red, so she had to change the subject:

"Mr. Si, have you caught tonight's killer?"

"Escaped."

"Did you see the killer's face? Did you call the police?"

"No."

There was a brief pause in the atmosphere, and Mu Yingxue was thinking:

"Mr. Si, could the killer be someone from the villa?"

"Why do you say that?"

"When I heard Steward Qin's warning, he said that the killer was already on the first floor. The villa is so big and there is a garden. If the killer came in from the outside, it would take time and effort to enter from the living room and it would be easy to be discovered. He should find a way to get in from the outside wall. into the second floor, and this guy didn't do that, so that's my guess."

Her analysis was well-founded, and Si Xuanting's words had more meaning:

"Then who do you think it is?"

Mu Yingxue thought of someone: "Have you checked the background of the chef?"

There was a flash of light in Si Xuanting's eyes, and the movement of massaging his hands also stopped: "Do you think the chef should be checked?"

"Only he is a newcomer who entered Huo's house recently, so I think I should check."

Si Xuanting looked at her serious explanation, and the massaging fingers left her shoulders.

She said that she was in a hurry to get rid of the relationship, and told him that the killer tonight had nothing to do with her?Or is it really so smart that you can guess right?

Why did the killer suddenly give up?

Her original intention of entering the ward on the second floor was really to protect the third young master?

If these questions are not clarified, he will not be able to fully trust her.

Mu Yingxue only felt a chill behind her, and the heat source disappeared, only a man's cold voice came:

"You are injured and rest well. It is not your business who the killer is."

Mu Yingxue glanced back, only seeing the corner of his black clothes as he left the room, feeling a little puzzled.

The domineering person who insisted on giving her medicine for hurting her, and became so cold and stern when he mentioned the killer, could it be that he hated her interfering in the third young master's affairs?

……

Huo Bingkun sat cross-legged on the leather sofa in the office of the president of the Huo Group. The cigar in his hand was already lit. He squinted his eyes and looked at the person standing opposite:

"You said, what I saw that day was all fake?"