Forced Pampering: Haughty Husband, Please Restrain Yourself

Chapter 594: Chapter 607: Are You Angry?

An Ran finished washing up and sat on the sofa, using a small mirror to look at the injury on her forehead.

When Mu Xingfeng came out of the shower, he saw the little girl on the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa in pink pajamas with Hello Kitty patterns, she looked even more soft and adorable. Such a small girl, yet she filled his heart completely.

Seeing the little girl frowning deeply at the mirror, looking at her forehead wound, Mu Xingfeng threw the towel aside and walked over.

Sensing the man approaching, An Ran immediately pouted. ”Mu Xingfeng, do you think my forehead is too big? Why do I always get my forehead hurt every time I fight? If this keeps happening, I’ll only be able to keep short hair in the future.”

An Ran’s hairline was beautiful, her forehead full, and she didn’t have bangs with her long hair.

However, with this hairstyle, the entire wound was exposed. It was uncertain if it would scar eventually.

Mu Xingfeng stepped forward and simply removed the bandage, which was not doing much, to carefully examine the wound on her forehead.

The wound was just a scrape, not deep. It had already scabbed over after a night, but the deep red scab was striking on her fair skin.

He knew his little girl was a beauty lover and probably found this scab very uncomfortable.

”When the wound heals, I’ll have my sister in the Imperial City find some scar-removal medicine for you. It won’t leave a scar.”

Seeing the wound made Mu Xingfeng feel that just having the Xu Family imprisoned was too lenient. Those who hurt his loved ones must pay a heavy price.

Hearing this, An Ran’s eyes immediately lit up. ”Is there really such medicine? The scar-removing creams on the market only fade the scars. If there is, I’d love to remove the scar on my arm too. Otherwise, how will I wear dresses in the future?”

The wound on her arm was pretty deep; it had been stitched up, and the scar was probably ugly.

”Yes, if it’s not available domestically, we’ll find it abroad. We’ll make sure they heal completely.” Mu Xingfeng said as he climbed into bed.

Sitting on the bed, he frowned again. ”This bed is a bit hard. Tomorrow, I’ll find a mattress topper to add a layer. Later, we’ll buy a new mattress.”

He was already used to this bed, but An Ran was a delicate girl; he didn’t want her to suffer the slightest discomfort.

An Ran didn’t mind. Hearing Mu Xingfeng would find scar-removing medicine for her, she felt relieved and happily walked over, leaning her big eyes against his shoulder.

”No need, it’s fine like this. I’m not as delicate as you think. By the way, Mu Xingfeng, I didn’t prepare a gift for you. Are you mad?”

She wanted to ask him this question yesterday. Knowing he was concerned about her injury, he wouldn’t be honest even if she asked at that moment. Now with nothing else to do, she wanted to know if he was upset.

”No,” Mu Xingfeng stroked the girl’s shoulder gently, answering without a second thought.

Why would he be upset? What right did he have to be upset?

His girl had prepared a special gift for him, dressing up beautifully and eagerly waiting for him to come back to celebrate together.

But he stood her up, leaving her waiting the whole night, ultimately putting her in danger.

She had no complaints because she understood him and his job.

With such a girl, how could he, with what qualification, be upset with her?

Even without discovering the prepared but undelivered gift, or rather if she hadn’t prepared any gift at all, he wouldn’t be the least bit angry.