The two of them looked at each other and were both stunned for a moment.
Surprise flashed in Ruan Xiaoshuang's eyes and she quickly ran to the bed. "Minglang, you're awake?"
Sang Minglang stared at her, his eyes flickering. When he spoke, his voice was so hoarse that it sounded like another person, "So you weren't seriously injured at all?"
Alas, there was no such thing as a last meeting.
Ruan Xiaoshuang's footsteps stiffened and she felt a little uncomfortable. "I was injured, but it wasn't a big deal."
Sang Minglang raised his brows in self-mockery. "I really overestimated Ruan Cheng's moral bottom line."
He had thought that no matter how ruthless Ruan Cheng was, he would not joke about his sister's life.
However, it seemed that Ruan Cheng had no morals at all. To think that when he received the news, he actually believed it.
