Su Ningyan paused, her brows slightly furrowed as she scrutinized Su Jingyu.
"Do you regret it now?"
Seeing Su Ningyan step down from the luxury car, and dressed as she was in designer gear, Su Jingyu couldn't possibly say she wasn't tempted.
"I'm just asking... what's the real extent of his injuries?"
Su Ningyan found Su Jingyu rather disgusting at this point.
She had been hell-bent against going to the Zhuo Family before, but now she had the audacity to feign concern for Zhuo Junyue's well-being.
But, was she more interested in the luxury cars and brands, perhaps?
With a cold snort in her heart, Ningyan vowed not to let Su Jingyu near Zhuo Junyue.
She failed to realize that she had already developed possessive feelings towards Zhuo Junyue.
