Upon entering the villa, Quan Tianyou pushed Su Liuying into the bathroom. He brought an ice pack, wrapped it in a towel, and applied it to her face. "An ice compress will reduce the swelling faster!"
"Ouch! So cold!"
The biting chill of the ice cubes made Su Liuying involuntarily frown and turn her head to avoid the ice pack, but Quan Tianyou stretched out his hand to hold her face in place, "Don't move!"
"My face must look ugly, right?"
Su Liuying laughed at herself, thinking that her face must be terribly swollen. The man's slaps nearly made her faint; one could imagine how strong they must have been.
"Not ugly, just a bit swollen!"
Quan Tianyou's heartache began to spread. It was all his fault—if not for him, how would Su Liuying have been treated like this? He was such a bastard!
"I'll ice it for you for a while, then apply some medicine; you'll feel better!"
"Uh, I can hold it myself!"
