"Sir, how are you feeling?" Wu Ma asked worriedly.
Gu Kai's face was cold, and he didn't say a word. After standing for a while, he strode into the villa.
Shen Ruo, with Shen Yang in tow, returned home. Their parents went out for fun tonight, so there was no need to worry about being seen by them.
Upon reaching Shen Yang's room, Shen Ruo hurried to find the first aid kit and came back to treat his wounds and apply band-aids. From beginning to end, she didn't utter a single word, which made Shen Yang feel uneasy.
"Xiaoruo, are you still angry?" he probed.
Shen Ruo paused her hand, while wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, she said, "It's not anger, it's worry."
Indeed, her heart was trembling and frightened up to this moment.
Fighting was nothing much; men often resolved issues through brawls.
But when she saw how mercilessly Gu Kai struck, she remembered the scene where Wan Chen was beaten.
And also the fragmented images that appeared in her mind today.
