Seeing the unusual pallor on Yu Zexiao's face and hearing him talk about being hospitalized, followed by a nephew whose face was playfully cruel as he looked at them...
"That, Tan Min, we are leaving first."
The women hurried off, and the woman in the cheongsam couldn't help but turn back for one last look at Yu Zexiao before she left.
Even though he had just been discharged from the hospital and his face still had a sickly pallor, his three-dimensional facial features and delicate eyes revealed a different type of fragile beauty... Most men may not be described as beautiful, but Yu Zexiao was an exception.
Tan Min really got lucky.
A trace of pity flashed in the cheongsam-clad woman's eyes.
Yu Feng saw nothing unusual, and after everyone had left, he slammed the door shut forcefully.
