Zong Jinghao froze, then he looked up at her and raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?”
“You know perfectly well what I am talking about.”
“No, I really don’t.” He swung his feet up and lay down in bed. Lin Xinyan caught hold of his arm and said disapprovingly, “Zong Jinghao, you’ve been getting more ridiculous as you grow older.”
Seeing how stubborn she was, Zong Jinghao knew that she must’ve found out about Zong Yanchen’s condition. He sighed and said, “Well, our son is fine, isn’t he? Don’t bother investigating anymore.”
“When you said you were going to the office, you were actually looking for him, weren’t you? When did you learn to lie?” Lin Xinyan was furious. Her son became blind and nearly lost his life, and she had been one of the last few people to know about it.
“I’m his mother, and I gave birth to his. Don’t you think I have a right to know?”
“I was worried that you would be worried.” Zong Jinghao took her hand. “I won’t do this again. You must be tired after today, right? I’ll give you a shoulder massage.”
As he spoke, he pulled Lin Xinyan onto the bed.
Lin Xinyan pulled away from him. “Ugh, don’t pull this trick on me.”
“Well, what do you want me to do? It was in the past. Even if I was in the wrong, you can’t continue to blame me for it, can you?”
His words made Lin Xinyan angry. Was he abusing the fact that she couldn’t stay angry at him for long to behave so recklessly.
“I don’t plan to forgive you.” Lin Xinyan stood up abruptly. Zong Jinghao didn’t move away in time—her head bumped violently into his nose as she got up from the bed. The pain made him wince a little. He felt something running down his face—when he reached up to touch it, he realized that it was blood.
Lin Xinyan was holding onto her head. Her forehead hurt from bumping his nose, too.
“You…” She was ready to yell at him again when she saw the blood streaks on his face. Shocked, she exclaimed, “Are you alright?”
Zong Jinghao raised his head to staunch the bleeding. “I’m having a nose bleed.”
Lin Xinyan grabbed some tissues and dabbed it across his face. “Go into the bathroom and wash the blood off first.”
Zong Jinghao pressed the tissue paper to his nose and snuck a suspicious look at her. “Was that intentional?”
“Well…yes,” Lin Xinyan said, sniffing.
“Are you still angry?”
“Yes.”
“Well, how do you plan on getting your revenge on me?”
“Okay, that’s enough.” Lin Xinyan stood up and pulled him into the bathroom. “Go and wash up.”
After rinsing his nose for a long time in the bathroom, they finally managed to stop the bleeding.
“Ugh, you should change your pajamas, too.” Lin Xinyan passed him another set of pajamas. The one he was wearing was stained with blood.
After his nose stopped bleeding completely, Zong Jinghao changed into the new set. He said, “There’s blood on the sheets, too.”
“I guess we should change it then.” Lin Xinyan yanked the sheets off the bed. “If the kids see this, it’ll be so embarrassing.”
Zong Jinghao nodded his head by the side. “Your son just got married—you should be setting an example for his wife! If your daughter-in-law finds out that you beat your husband, she’s going to learn from you and bully our son, too.”
Lin Xinyan was so furious that she nearly flung the bed sheets onto the floor. He was the one who had kept the secret hidden from her, but he had managed to turn everything around and put the blame on her!
Trying to keep her anger under control, she adjusted her breathing and said in an even voice, “Bai Yinning asked me out for dinner.”
Zong Jinghao, who had been standing listlessly by the side, ran up and helped her with the sheets immediately. “Did you say yes?”
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