An Yexuan couldn't reply to Xie Shiliu. His expression remained blank and he was radiating a cold aura. Even the air around him was icily cold.
Xie Shiliu placed the food on the table beside her and walked towards An Yexuan's bed. Sitting down, she studied his expression.
She couldn't tell what he was feeling now. She was gravely ill and could die any moment. However, An Yexuan was perfectly well.
After examining his face for a while, Xie Shiliu still couldn't come to a conclusion. She simply felt that An Yexuan had intentionally caused the collision.
An Yexuan's mind now was filled completely with how shocked Yun Bixue had looked back then. Upon seeing that face, he had crashed into the elder's car without hesitation.
An Yexuan shut his eyes and continued lying down in silence.
Xie Shiliu asked him to eat, but he refused.
"Just leave it there. I'm not hungry."
"You should still eat something."
