He did not ask Xiao Ai how his hand was damaged, as if he believed what Xiao Ai and Pan Shuang said.

They came to the restaurant, and the servants probably got the news early that they were going to come back and just put the food in place.

Xiao Ai is obviously very hungry, but her appetite is poor.

"You eat so little, it will make me feel that you are still thinking about Yuan Luoye in your heart." Qiao Minghe finally couldn't stand it and said softly.

Xiao Ai raised his eyes and looked at him, hearing that there was displeasure in his words.

She knew that along the way, he was already trying his best to endure himself.

When his eyes touched her injured hand, the deep color in Qiao Minghe's eyes suddenly disappeared.

She was still injured, how could she be so fierce to her!

"Be good, eat more!" Qiao Minghe's voice subconsciously warmed up a little more.

Xiao Ai looked at him without blinking, pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Thank you!"

Qiao Minghe naturally understood what her thank you meant. He just said, "Don't worry, I won't go to him for what happened today!"

When Xiao Ai heard his promise, he felt as if he had received the order to avoid death from a king's mouth, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The anesthetic force on the wrist of the left hand gradually faded away, and Xiao Ai felt the pain from the wound.
Chapter completed!