Xu Jing stood tall, his presence looming like a shadow over Yuan Fei as the two men faced each other in a standoff, neither willing to back down. It was a war of wills—one not fought with fists or violence but with pride, anger, and the heavy weight of years of pent-up emotions. Xu Jing's fists clenched at his sides, the urge to strike Yuan Fei bubbling under the surface, but he held himself back. He knew better than to let this turn physical, but his patience was wearing thin.
Yuan Fei, on the other hand, wasn't backing down either. His face was twisted with a sneer, eyes full of hatred as he sized up Xu Jing. To Yuan Fei, Xu Jing had always been a threat, an unwelcome shadow hovering over his relationship with Ling Buyi. And now, with Xu Jing standing here in her hospital room, showing concern that Yuan Fei should have been showing, it only fueled his rage.
