Actually, Duan Xingzhi's hand wasn't hurt too badly; it just hurt a little bit. For a man, this kind of injury is really nothing.
But, you know, this isn't the time to act tough. Sometimes making her feel a bit guilty is a form of progress through retreat. Seeing her pick dishes for him at dinner, it shows that this method is still effective.
By the next day, that hand had basically recovered fully.
Bai Zhi got up early to make her breakfast, and she also prepared a portion for Seo Song.
As usual, after arriving at the office, she tidied up her desk and changed the water for the flowers and such.
When she returned with the little fish tank from the restroom, she stood there stunned.
What was with that huge bouquet of white roses on her desk?
A few people were turning the flowers and muttering, and Zhu Zhu saw Bai Zhi return and greeted her excitedly, "Bai Zhi, come over here, someone sent you flowers again!"
