"Cough cough..."
Ye Nuanxi had just softly coughed twice and before she could even speak, two bodyguards approached her directly, looking as if they really intended to place her on Huo Beichen's lap, which scared Ye Nuanxi into quickly stepping back, "Look, don't, don't, I can walk by myself, by myself!"
If they really were to put her on his lap, those legs that had already been crushed would probably become completely useless. This man was ruthless in his hooliganism, even resorting to such tactics!
"Good girl!"
She had only taken one step when a deep and husky voice rang in her ears. Even with her head hanging low, Ye Nuanxi could feel the man's face lighting up with a successful smirk. She instinctively wanted to retort, but as her gaze met the wheelchair's legs, she restrained herself, feeling a faint pain crossing her chest, right where her heart was...
It hurt her heart!
For this hooligan of a man!
