Su Hongxing understood what Ye Qilan meant, she looked back at him, pointing at her wound, "Let's discuss this after my wound gets better. The wound ripped open again yesterday, if this keeps going on, it'll never heal."
Ye Qilan lifted Su Hongxing's shirt, looking at her wound, "At any rate, it's already hurt——"
"Ye Qilan, are you really that malicious?", Su Hongxing fumed.
She found out last night, Ye Qilan was more than just ordinarily abusive.
Su Hongxing was so furious her eyes were bloodshot, but she couldn't resist his brute strength.
In the end, all she could do was accept it.
She didn't have a lot to lose. Even though she comforted herself this way, she still felt wronged.
When Su Hongxing woke up again, she found herself back in bed, dressed in a fresh set of clothes.
What bothered her the most was that Ye Qilan was leaning over her stomach, kissing the blood from her wound.
