"Hmm..." Ye Anqi angrily pushed him away, "What are you doing?"
The man laughed smugly, "Might as well get dirty together."
"Crazy!"
Ye Anqi shook off his hand and left. The bathroom door slammed shut behind her!
Ya Shitian stared at the door, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
He turned his head, and instantly noticed the smile on the man in the mirror.
That smile seemed a bit unfamiliar. He touched his chin, his eyes growing more profound and complex.
Ye Rumeng had awoken, but her situation was far from good.
She sat on the edge of the bed, knees hugged to her chest, her long white dress hiding her feet.
Her long black hair hung down, revealing only her dim, lusterless eyes, which lacked their usual gleaming brightness.
Anyone could see her withdrawal and depression.
The doctor said to Ye Anqi and Ya Shitian, "Miss Ye has been like this since she woke up. She doesn't respond to anyone talking to her."
"What happened?" Ya Shitian asked indifferently.
