Butterfly, Butterfly, Take Flight
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xia Ling obediently walked over to him.
He suddenly frowned. "What happened to your leg?"
"Ah?" She gave a start and remembered the injury on the sole of her foot. Had he noticed it? She subconsciously took a step back and said, "It… It's alright… Mr. Pei, my leg is fine. Really." She was afraid he would discover that deep and long wound. What if he despised her for it?
His voice deepened as he commanded. "Come here."
She stood rooted to the spot.
He stood up and walked toward her. Xia Ling realized that he was tall and well-built, such that she had to tilt her head up to see his face. He was like a king ruling over his kingdom, and there were charisma and presence in his steps. She wanted to back away but seemed to have been shackled to the ground unable to take another step.
He walked closer to her and squatted down, looking her in the eyes.
"Your leg is injured." He said.