Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

After Su Wan finished washing up, she went downstairs and saw Shi Beisheng sitting straight at the dining table.    

"Morning, Ninth Master." Su Wan greeted him.    

"Morning." Shi Beisheng picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. He looked cold and restrained. He looked like a completely different person from the crazy man last night.    

"Did Ninth Master sleep well last night?" Su Wan was a little angry when she saw the calm and composed look on this man's face.    

It was clearly her first kiss, okay? Why did she dislike her!    

"Yes." Shi Beisheng responded slightly and did not say anything else.    

Boring! Boring!    

Su Wan pouted and pulled the chair opposite Shi Beisheng. She even deliberately made an ear-piercing sound to get a man to look up at her.    

"Ahem... The chair is too heavy." After being stared at by Shi Beisheng, Su Wan returned to her soft bun form and softly said.    

Shi Beisheng sized her up. Luckily, the little girl greeted him as usual today. It seemed that he did not scare her when he lost control last night... but, maybe she just hid her fear?    

He gently closed his eyes. When his gaze fell on Su Wan's left hand, his gaze suddenly tightened.    

"Wanwan, your hand..." Shi Beisheng suddenly spoke.    

"Hmm?" Su Wan was drinking porridge when she heard him. She looked up and saw Shi Beisheng's unhappy eyes.    

Hands?    

Su Wan looked down and first looked at her right hand holding the spoon. It was nothing...    

Then she looked at her left hand.    

"Ah..." There was a purple mark on the joint of Su Wan's left hand.    

Because the little girl's skin was too white, the purple mark was very obvious.    

"How did you do it?" Shi Beisheng's face had a trace of hostility. "Were you bullied in school?" Su Wan had such a soft character. Even if she was bullied, she would not resist. If she had a quarrel with her classmates in school, she would not be able to argue. She would not be able to win even if she fought.    

"No, no." Su Wan hurriedly waved her hand. "Yes... I accidentally bumped into him when I was taking a shower last night."    

This purple was most likely left behind during the fight with those hooligans at the Imperial Entertainment last night.    

How could a bone not be purple when it touched a bone?    

"It really wasn't done at school?" Shi Beisheng asked. Perhaps... the little girl was threatened and did not dare to complain?    

"Really not!" Su Wan rubbed her fingers, "If she was bullied, there could not only be such a small place... Furthermore, it did not hurt."    

Yes, this piece didn't hurt. It was only because the skin was too tender that it naturally started to hurt after the impact.    

This reason convinced Shi Beisheng that if Su Wan was really bullied, there wouldn't be only a few scars on her body.    

"I will go and get the medicine for you."    

"I will..."    

Before Su Wan finished speaking, she saw that Shi Beisheng had already stood up. He took out a ointment that was damaged from falling from the medicine box.    

"Ninth Master, wait for me..."    

"You eat yours, I will help you apply the ointment." He squatted down and held Su Wan's left hand. His small and delicate fingers were soft and tender. He held Su Wan's hand and played with it for a while. Suddenly, he curled his lips and smiled.    

What a soft bun.    

Thus, when Butler Yang carried the milk out, he saw...    

Ninth Master, who was high and mighty in the capital, was currently squatting beside a little girl and gently applying ointment to her.    

This world was truly a fantasy!