283 Emotional Conflict

“So, you didn’t believe what Oswald said before?”

“What did he say?” Qiao Jing carefully put Qiao Yue on the bed before he stood up straight and looked at her.

“The part where he said that I’m a girl.” Qiao Yue tried hard to sound natural.

“I didn’t believe it.” Qiao Jing answered firmly.

His unyielding attitude confused Qiao Yue.

“Why?” Qiao Yue asked.

“I’ve personally read your genetic report. I would know if you’re a girl.” Qiao Jing lied through his teeth.

He, of course, knew that Qiao Yue was a girl. He was also shocked when he found out. But when he came to his senses, he felt more heartache than surprise for Qiao Yue.

He was curious as to why Qiao Yue would hide her gender and everything about her. However, he didn’t want to force Qiao Yue to tell him the reason.

Qiao Yue was an adult. She must have her own thoughts and reasons for doing things. Not everything must go according to his thoughts.

“What about fourth brother? What does he think?” Qiao Yue asked Qiao Jing.

“He wouldn’t think anything. He hasn’t even recovered from his injuries.. What thoughts could he have?”

Qiao Yue replied with an “oh” and lay down. She then suddenly sat up and motioned for Qiao Jing to sit next to her.

She opened the drawer to her bedside table and took out some alcohol and a new band-aid.

When Qiao Jing threw the bomb the other day, his face was scratched by a bomb fragment. Although it was a shallow wound, it could still leave a scar.

“I’ll help you apply some medicine. Lu Ying gave this to me two days ago. It’s very effective in preventing scars. It’s not good to have a scar on your face.” Qiao Yue said as she pulled Qiao Jing to sit and tore off the bandage on his face.

The wound had healed a little, but the pink scar on Qiao Jing’s fair face looked as ugly as a bug on a beautiful flower.

“You shouldn’t have taken such a risk back then.” Qiao Yue touched the healed area and asked softly, “Does it hurt?”

“It’s alright. It doesn’t hurt anymore.” Qiao Jing allowed Qiao Yue to touch the mark on his face.

Qiao Yue picked up some alcohol with a cotton bud and cleaned the wound. She then applied the special medicine Lu Ying gave her before putting on a new band-aid on Qiao Jing’s face.

Qiao Yue’s movements were extremely gentle, like she was afraid of hurting Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing looked at Qiao Yue’s eyes. Her eyelashes were long and fluttered like a black butterfly.

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he resisted.

The relationship between the two of them had become a little confusing. He hoped that nothing else would happen before he sorted out his feelings.

Qiao Yue didn’t notice Qiao Jing’s unsettling thoughts. After re-dressing his wound, she smiled at Qiao Jing and said, “All done.”

“It’s not a big deal. You don’t have to change the dressing for me. It’s more important to take care of your own body.”

Qiao Yue nudged Qiao Jing. “I’ve already done it. Don’t be so hypocritical.”

Her smile was a little reproachful, and Qiao Jing couldn’t help but laugh when he saw it.

“I’ll talk to Qiao Yu. Don’t worry.” Qiao Jing said.

“It’s okay. I believe that we’re family. Any misunderstanding can be easily resolved.”

Qiao Yue didn’t want to expose her identity yet. It was best to hide this matter. If she couldn’t, it was better not to let more people know.

Just as Qiao Yue lay down to take a nap, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Her period seemed to be here.

Qiao Jing was sitting beside her, reading a book. He wanted to make sure that she fell asleep.

“Can you go out for a moment? Second brother, I would like to have a Coke with ginger,” Qiao Yue asked tentatively.

Qiao Jing glanced at Qiao Yue. “You’re still recuperating. You shouldn’t drink those carbonated drinks.”

“Second brother, can you please get me some?” It was rare for Qiao Yue to wheedle, so Qiao Jing gave in. He left her room to ask a servant to get Qiao Yue a Coke with ginger.

When he came back with the drink, Qiao Yue had already changed her bed sheet.

Qiao Jing laughed. So that was the reason.

He placed the drink on a table, brought in a box of lollipops and handed it to Qiao Yue. “This flavor is nice. Have a taste.”

Qiao Yue nodded.

Qiao Jing watched Qiao Yue finished the drink before he left.

He now wanted to find out why Qiao Yue was pretending to be a boy.