"Third Brother," Nan Mufeng called out respectfully, his attitude exceedingly good.
Shen Yu grunted through his nose, which passed for a greeting.
Now, he was the big shot!
The big shot arrogantly took a seat on the sofa, "Speak, what do you want from me?"
"Jian Xi has been injured, and it's quite serious..." Nan Mufeng quickly relayed Jian Xi's condition.
Shen Yu already knew all about it; his gaze was cold as he watched Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng felt uneasy under his stare—could it be that she couldn't be treated?
"If Jian Xi can't have children, would you still marry her?" Shen Yu asked bluntly.
Nan Mufeng's pupils constricted sharply. Was it really that serious?
"Third Brother, what you mean is..."
"She can't have children. Better make your choice sooner rather than later!" Shen Yu said.
Nan Mufeng's face quickly turned pale, "Third Brother, is there really no cure? Don't you want to take a look at the medical report, take a look at Jian Xi yourself?"
