"No, it's okay..."
Qin Yiren hurriedly stopped him, looking anxiously at the handsome man.
He got injured while saving her, and she was grateful enough; how could she let Chu Xinian, who was inconveniently moving, take care of her?
Chu Xinian stood in front of her with a cane, thoughtfully asking, "Don't like orange juice?"
Qin Yiren hesitated, abandoned the idea of persuading him to host her, and simply stood up, saying, "Never mind, you sit down, I'll do it myself."
Chu Xinian smiled slightly, sitting nonchalantly on the sofa, not being polite with her.
Qin Yiren didn't know how to face him and took the opportunity to hide in the kitchen while pouring juice, absent-mindedly opening the cabinet to find a glass, and the cool glass startled her.
Strange...
Although it wasn't her first time in Chu Xinian's kitchen, she always stood at the door and never opened the cabinets.
But now, why could she find the glass location so easily as if she had done it countless times before?
