She did not blame those men for choosing Shen Qianrou, for losing their minds over her.
Everyone but Su Heng could do that.
Eight years ago, she was mediocre but he should know who she did it for.
She did not regard Su Heng as such a superficial man.
However, that was just her delusion.
"Why are you here?"
She only zoned out for a while before the mask of coldness covered her expression again.
Shen Qianrou bit her lips as her grip on Su Heng's wrist tightened, her face showing sadness.
Seeing Shen Fanxing's cold face that sought to keep everyone out, Su Heng frowned.
He walked into the ward, with Shen Qianrou beside him, her face full of timidity.
"Qianrou has recovered, she's going to be discharged today. She's here to bid you goodbye."
Shen Fanxing gave a cold laugh and said, "Bid goodbye? If it's not a life-and-death farewell, then get out."
"Fanxing!"
Su Heng scolded suddenly.
