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The dinner table was very quiet that day, with only the sound of dishes clashing and chewing to be heard. After a while, Xia Zhiqiu finally couldn't help but speak up.
"Achen, what happened to your head? Where did you bump it? Does it hurt?"
Zhou Mingchen's gaze fell on Xia Lu's face; as soon as she noticed, she immediately buried her head and ate her food.
"It was an accident, but it's okay, it doesn't hurt that much anymore."
"Bumping your head is no joke," Xia Zhiqiu continued to say, "Apply some ointment later, and be careful when you walk next time. It must be suffering to have such a serious bump."
"Yeah, I know," Zhou Mingchen said, "Next time I'll be careful not to run into those things that don't watch out."
Xia Lu's heart skipped a beat at the implication that she was the 'thing' that didn't watch out, but knowing she was at fault, she remained silent.
