"..." Jiaojiao instinctively hid her left hand behind her.
The scar stretched across her entire palm. Although it had already healed, the pink lines left behind by the stitches made it look even more grotesque, like a fleshy centipede.
Jiaojiao had disliked this scar for quite a while now and naturally didn't want Ruan Hao to see such an ugly blemish on her hand.
Back then, she had been hospitalized. It happened during a time when Ruan Hao hadn't returned to the Shu Family, so he was completely unaware of Jiaojiao's injury. He only noticed it himself just after arriving home, when Jiaojiao held his right hand. However, there were a lot of people present at the time, and he didn't ask about it in detail—it merely etched itself into his memory.
"What is it, Jiaojiao? Could it be there's something your big brother isn't allowed to see?" Ruan Hao asked, feigning an expression of hurt.
