Mr. Lin was terrified by him, quickly tucking the check into his pocket and nodding incessantly.
"As long as this money is real, I will immediately take my wife out of this city. We will never appear in front of her or you again."
Fang Zhi nodded, lifting his chin with pride, "I hope you keep your word, Mr. Lin."
Watching Mr. Lin's hasty departure, there was no sign of emotion in the depth of Fang Zhi's eyes.
...
In the hospital room, Yu Wenwen was peeling an apple for Lin Shu, but Lin Shu simply couldn't eat any more.
"Fang Zhi just fed me a heap of fruits. I really can't eat anymore, my stomach is stuffed," Lin Shu pleaded.
But Yu Wenwen wasn't to be appeased, "What's wrong? You eat what Fang Zhi gives you, but not what I give you?"
Here we go again.
Lin Shu had no choice but to eat the apple slices handed to her by Yu Wenwen. Seeing the content expression on Yu Wenwen's face, she sighed softly.
