Seeing Feng Sinan get hurt, Su Xiaoying’s heart tightened. She looked at her trembling hands. No, she didn’t do it on purpose. She couldn’t bear to hurt him.
“Hubby...”
Su Xiaoying wanted to go over and take a look at his injuries.
However, Feng Sinan got up and got off the bed. He walked tall and straight to the wardrobe, picked out a black shirt, took off his silk pajamas, and elegantly and casually put the black shirt on, then, he put on a pair of black trousers and buckled his belt.
He looked like a different person. He was no longer the man who was addicted to lust.
Now, he was the youngest and most handsome king in the business empire. Every move he made gave off a deep, reserved, and murderous aura, which made people look at him with surprise.
