Bo Yeyuan's muscles tensed up as he spoke hoarsely, "Li Qiyu, why have you never tried to trust me?"
"Take off the bandage and let me check. If you really got hurt for me, then I wronged you, and I apologize." Li Qiyu raised her hand and picked up the scissors from the table.
Bo Yeyuan's lips were tightly pursed, standing as immovable as a boulder, letting her unpick his bandage.
Before the sulfuric acid was thrown, Leike kicked the bucket in another direction.
The sulfuric acid poured out onto the ground, bubbling up as it corroded Mrs. Wu's body...
Li Qiyu looked at Bo Yeyuan's smooth back, her eyes filled with an overwhelming disappointment.
"Did you fake being sick, and it was all Leike acting without authorization?" Li Qiyu's hands dropped, and the scissors and bandage fell to the ground together.
Bo Yeyuan just stood there, his lips arrogantly pressed into a thin line.
