Shen Zhiyi was very surprised to see Pei Yu, especially since she had sustained a minor injury and was caught on the spot without the opportunity to hide it.
There was no time to ask why he had come; she quickly explained, "Just a scrape, I fell by accident."
After carefully examining her injury, Pei Yu looked up with furrowed brows, his tone was cold, and his expression unamiable, "Accidentally hurt your eye yesterday, and today you fell by accident?"
She was having accidents too often.
Shen Zhiyi felt embarrassed; she didn't know why she had become so prone to accidents lately, "I've been a bit unlucky recently."
She reached out to smooth his furrowed brow, "Hey, don't be so fierce."
Whatever their relationship was, his fierceness couldn't scare Shen Zhiyi; it was just for show—a paper tiger that would burst upon a poke and wouldn't lose temper with her.
Indeed, Pei Yu's eyebrows relaxed a bit, but his lips were tightly pursed, looking quite stern.