After hanging up the phone, Feng Churui pounced on her before she could put down her phone. He grabbed her arm and slammed the phone against the wall.
He looked at her and was furious. “Wu Xuewei, is he jingyan that important to you? !”
He Jingyan was injured and hospitalized. She visited him every day. Even if she did not go to the hospital, she could not help but remind him over the phone?
Did He Jingyan’s position in her heart far surpass his?
Or did he jingyan already replace his position in her heart?
Feng Churui didn’t dare to think about it. Just thinking about these possibilities gave him a headache. He suddenly let go of her, rubbed his forehead with one hand, and took two steps back.
Wu Xuewei rubbed her arm that was red from his grip. Then, she got off the bed without saying a word. She took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and walked into the bathroom.
