Si Yuchen was unjustly accused, and Shen Liang also felt that Si Yuchen was wronged.
But as much as he claimed it was unfair, there was a part of Shen Liang that enjoyed the commotion.
Ever since Si Yuchen had cruelly tricked him, Shen Liang was constantly thinking about turning the tables.
He couldn't let Si Yuchen always dominate him, yet Shen Liang had no resentment towards Si Yuchen's misdeeds.
Shen Liang was no saint. If he couldn't beat Si Yuchen, at least he should be able to watch Si Yuchen make a fool of himself, right?
If Si Yuchen, being a grown man, didn't even have that much endurance, then he had lived all these years for nothing.
Si Yuchen was uninterested in Zhu Yawen's death.
"Drop that schadenfreude look, whether I did it or not, both you and I know very well."
Si Yuchen was performing surgery in the operating room, having taken over someone else's shift at the last minute—something no one knew about.
