"Who are you?" Liu Yitian asked.
The woman had gorgeous, voluminous curly hair and her tone was as cold as her demeanor, "You don't need to know who I am, Third Young Master Liu. You'll need to recover for several days this time."
Liu Yitian spoke maliciously, "Hospital stays are indeed quite boring, but if there's a beauty to keep me company, that would be perfect. Even if you're not my type, I can accept it. Who sent you to accompany me?"
He had many fair-weather friends who also knew his preferences.
He thought perhaps one of his friends had sent her.
The woman brushed the hair from her cheek, her overly glamorous face carrying a hint of mockery, "Third Young Master Liu, do you not even know how you ended up in the hospital?"
"What exactly are you trying to say? Stop beating around the bush," Liu Yitian said, already very impatient due to his injuries.
The woman spoke cryptically, which irritated him even more.
