Chapter 48: Were You Dressing Your Wound or Were You Being Murdered Just Now?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Weiai was insistent, so Shen Shaobai replied in disdain and turned to leave.

Shi Mei immediately placed the tray down and guided the Young Master out of the room.

On the bed, Weiai was first shocked. She then looked at herself and shouted angrily, “Shen Shaobai, you rascal!”

He was the blind one and yet he still ridiculed her. Even though her figure was not considered sexy, she was still curvy at the right places. How was she underdeveloped?!

Annoying, annoying, annoying!

On this earth, the person she hated the most was Shen Shaobai!

Towards the end, Weiai started to curse at him.

Shi Mei was unhappy and wanted to give her a reminder not to be too brazen, but her eyes accidentally… captured the smile on the Young Master’s lips as it appeared again and she could not help but be stunned.

“This should not happen a second time, do you understand me?”

Suddenly, Shen Shaobai spoke in a faint voice that was filled with an unknown emotion.

“Young Master…”

Shi Mei was nervous. She was clear about what he was talking about and replied immediately, “Yes, Young Master. There will be no more next time.”

The Second Young Mistress captured Xia Weiai and not only did she not report it immediately, she even tried to keep it a secret. And now, the Young Master was warning her. No one was supposed to disobey the Young Master’s orders. Out of her selfishness, it was true that she had disobeyed the Young Master this time around and committed a grave mistake!

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“Ah… pain… softer… don’t use so much strength…”

Weiai was in tears and she could not help but cry out.

When her wounds were dressed while she was unconscious, she did not feel a thing. However, as of now, applying the ointment on her skin was torturous.

Shi Mei saw the whip scars that were left on the white skin of the girl and tried her best to be gentle. Despite this, the girl cried out in pain. Thinking about this, she felt guilty and tried even harder to be gentler.

Finally, after she was done dressing her wound, not only was Weiai sweating profusely, Shi Mei’s hands were also tired.

Weiai laid on the bed and watched as the maids entered the room and arranged the dishes, after which, they lined up at one side. As compared to her family, this was too extravagant. Shen Shaobai was having dinner by himself, did he really need so much food and servants?

Speak of the devil.

Outside the room, the man entered slowly. His large frame made the room appear smaller. As he sat in front of the table, he directed his question towards Weiai. “Were you dressing your wound or were you being murdered just now?”

It was not hard to hear the sarcasm in his voice.

Weiai was still teary and upon hearing this, she glared at him. He talked about it so easily, the injuries weren’t even his!

“Young Master, your hand…”

At that moment, Shi Mei exclaimed. Her eyes were fixated on the scalded portion of his skin on the back of his hand.

Shi Mei immediately ordered the maids to bring the ointment to be applied onto the wound. During that time, she seemed to have thought of something and looked at Weiai. Weiai looked down in guilt. It seemed like the scalding injury had something to do with her.

After she dressed the wounds, Shen Shaobai bent his fingers and motioned for Shi Mei to come close to him and he ordered something by her ears.

Shi Mei was stunned for a while when she heard it and then turned to look at Weiai.

With that look, Weiai felt uneasy suddenly.

Very quickly, just when the maid was scooping a bowl of rice for Shen Shaobai, Shi Mei came in with some newspaper. She first looked at the Young Master, then, she walked towards Weiai and passed her the papers.

Weiai was stunned and confused.

Did he think that she would be bored, so the newspapers were to keep her entertained?

“There is a piece of interesting news on the newspaper, you should take a look at it.”

As if he could sense Weiai’s confusion, Shen Shaobai pressed his thin lips together and said indifferently.

Soon after, he picked up some food elegantly and placed it into his mouth. It was a simple action, yet he did it with such poise.

Weiai wanted to eat too, but she was not able to do so. Under such circumstances, it was natural to guess that Shen Shaobai was having his meal there to spite her.

She looked down angrily at the newspapers to look for the piece of interesting news.

Yet, at once, her gaze was fixated on it.

When she finally had a clear look at the news, Weiai’s face shifted and her hands started to shake.