He said it so loudly as if he was screaming at the top of his lungs.
Fu Qinglun could not control his emotions. She was sweating all over and ignoring him. What could he do?
The moment he said that, her tiny face started to tremble and her eyes turned a little red.
She looked like she was going to cry
Why her he screamed at her?
Fu Qinglun's muscles tightened, his cold eyes turned bloodshot. He had never felt so helpless before.
He combed her luscious locks and said gently, "Sorry Shi'shi, it wasn't on purpose. I didn't mean to scream at you. Where does it hurt? Tell me, please?"
His heart hurt so much he felt like dying.
At this moment, the door of the ward opened and Mama Lin burst in.
Mama Lin was a kind and gentle soul who had come from Jiangnan. One could see her beauty and youthfulness with a glance, however, having been sick in recent years, she looked extremely pale.
