She would rather be hurt, be beaten, than to bear even a slight injury to her two treasures.

"I will continue the investigation," said Third Young Master Jun, his deep gaze falling upon her, his brow raised, his voice tinged with oddity, "Why did you first come to me? I thought you would have gone to Gu Yan."

Ye Lu was taken aback, her face bearing a certain degree of embarrassment.

At that crucial moment, it was an instinctive reaction. She didn’t think too much about it.

Now he was asking, she couldn’t help but wonder too. Why did she come to him first without considering anyone else?

Perhaps because, no matter her prejudices against him, she knew deep down that if she sought his help, he would definitely come.

Gu Yan wouldn’t come to rescue the children. He didn’t like her two children at all. But at least Third Young Master Jun... He did genuinely care about Little Yi!

"Your office was the closest and you have always been handy dealing with gunfire, these were just mere difficulties for you," Ye Lu said insincerely.

"So you regard me as free labor, ready to follow your orders whenever you need?" Third Young Master Jun’s eyes flashed coldly at her.

Seeing his anger, Ye Lu lowered her head.

"Third Young Master, thank you," she said.

"Hmm, I rarely hear a thank you from you. However, if it’s reluctant, then save it."

"No," Ye Lu hurriedly lifted her head, feeling embarrassed, "I truly appreciate your help. No matter how thankless I may seem, I know that if it weren’t for you, I don’t know what would’ve happened to Yuanyuan and Yiyi. They mean the world to me. You saved them, and I am immensely grateful."

Only then did Third Young Master Jun’s countenance improve.

The two of them sat in silence for a long time. Ye Lu didn’t know what to say; the atmosphere was quite awkward.

Suddenly, she noticed the bloodstains on his suit. Then only she paid attention to him. His expensive suit was somewhat dirty, with half a footprint at the hem, and a palm had been scratched.

It was rare to see the always composed and in-control Third Young Master Jun in such a mess.

During the gunfight, he was unscathed, without a trace of injury. But now, for the sake of protecting Yuanyuan and Yiyi, he had ended up like this. Her heart trembled a little, and she was somewhat moved.

"Your hand is injured," she mumbled.

Third Young Master Jun flipped his palm, looking at his skinned hand, he scoffed, "This is hardly an injury!"

Ye Lu thought, doesn’t a minor injury count as an injury?

Moreover, skinning your palm hurts. But, she estimated, for this strong man, only gunshot wounds or losing a limb would count as a real injury!

"Let me help you disinfect it," she said. She then asked a nurse for some disinfectant and ointment.

Bending her head, she took his hand. Dipped some cotton in the disinfectant, she gently applied it to the wound, cleaning the blood that surrounded it.

Then she spread the ointment on it.

Third Young Master Jun’s expression was strange as he watched her apply the medicine.

He couldn’t see her face, just the top of her head. Her head was lowered, cradling his hand warmly while her other hand carefully applied the medicine. It was as if she was a caring wife helping her husband, cherishing him.

Immediately, he dismissed his thoughts as ridiculous.

She was just grateful that he had saved the children. Her actions didn’t stem from true concern.

Ye Lu used a thin gauze to bandage the palm of his hand.

"There, it’s done," she said, still keeping her head low. Her hand trembling, she let go of his hand and walked back to the side of the bed, "The nurse said to keep it dry."

Third Young Master Jun silently withdrew his hand, with the warmth from her touch fading away.

The silence resumed.

Third Young Master Jun suddenly broke the silence: "Now it’s time to discuss the proposal I mentioned earlier."