"You still have the leisure to care about me!" Zhen Yu scolded him for not listening, but couldn't bear to criticize him further, only making a sarcastic remark before changing her tone, "Sigh... I'm fine!" "Ha... Good to hear that!" Han Mingyue sighed in relief after hearing this.
"Let's go! Get a cab home! With these injuries of yours, oh my!!" The corridor was dimly lit, Zhen Yu was in a hurry to get home to apply medicine to Han Mingyue's wounds, and hadn't taken a good look just yet.
Just as they were speaking and stepped out of the corridor, the outside lights shone upon them, and Zhen Yu finally noticed several prominent injuries on Han Mingyue's face.
She couldn't help but curse out loud and in her heart, she fiercely held a grudge against Cao Zhixin!
Cao Zhixin you scum! How dare you target Han Mingyue's face! Damn it! This is pure jealousy! Just you wait!!!
