In the car, Cheng Yanzhi looked at her face, at the bloody scratch marked by his mother's nail. He furrowed his brows, "Does it hurt?"
Xia Yunsheng turned her face away without meeting his gaze, "Thank you."
"..." Cheng Yanzhi could sense Xia Yunsheng's resentment towards him. His mother had gone overboard, and he carried some of the blame.
He meant to apologize, but in the end, he said nothing.
Sometimes, an apology just backfires.
After returning from the Presidential Palace, they both went straight back to the command base. Xia Yunsheng got out of Cheng Yanzhi's car, went back to her dormitory to change her clothes, and also to take a nap.
Just thinking about Mrs. Cheng's words irritated her.
Every time she wanted to get a bit closer to Cheng Yanzhi, his mother would appear to slap her face.
Just like Cheng Yanzhi said, who would put up with this if it were not for marrying him?
