Su Nanxing said she needed to be alone and truly saw no one.
Fu Yanzhou, feeling guilty, also sought her out.
But now, he could only see her by scheduling an appointment at her clinic.
He lay on the observation bed, which countless others had laid on before, unable to care about his obsession with cleanliness anymore.
Su Nanxing gave him acupuncture with an expressionless face, not saying a word.
Fu Yanzhou said, "Xingxing, I know I was wrong, don't be like this."
Su Nanxing asked, "How could you be wrong?"
Fu Yanzhou replied, "After all, this matter had nothing to do with me. Lu Beiyuan is my love rival, my adversary. When he ran into trouble, why should I have helped him out? Not stepping on him is already merciful enough, that's human nature, right?"
"I don't blame you," Su Nanxing said. "For you to act that way from your standpoint is understandable."
"Xingxing..."
For some reason, Fu Yanzhou felt a little panicked inside.
