The water in the bathtub grew denser with blood, Li Qiyu's neck arching back, her long hair floating eerily and beautifully on the surface.
On her abdomen, there was a distinct scar left from a cesarean section.
Beitang Feng had provided her with the best doctor and scar removal medicine, but even scars needed time to completely fade.
Bo Yeyuan's entire body trembled, his fingers gently touching it, confirming the most cruel truth.
Scorching tears dripped down from the corner of his eyes, falling on the scar, his vision blurred by steam, pulling his thoughts back to a year ago—
He watched her plane leave, followed her back to Bin City, and saw Beitang Feng carrying her off the private flight with his own hands.
