She, albeit appearing as emotionless as a rag doll, was clearly very dedicated to the matter of survival; otherwise, she wouldn't clutch a piece of broken glass while she slept at night, fearing harm from others in her sleep.
Lu Sixian took off the undershirt from the young man's body and saw his upper body riddled with alarming scars that made one's skin crawl.
At that moment, the young girl was dumbstruck.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Bu'er glanced at him.
Lu Sixian blinked: "Doesn't it hurt, Brother?"
Lu Bu'er thought for a moment, "It hurts, but I am used to it."
Lu Sixian had read through his personal file and knew that his parents had left him a sizable inheritance after their car accident, but she was completely unaware of his cancer that required treatment.
Therefore, when she chose him as her guide, she had braced herself to face a scion with outstanding talent.
But she never expected to meet someone like him.
Someone like her, who had suffered a great deal.
