"Senior, don't you hate me?"
Xu Wanqi, with tears streaming down her face, stubbornly looked at Meng Ke. Since he hated her for ruining his relationship with Bai Xiaoxiao, why would he stop her from punishing herself?
Meng Ke's expression was as still as water.
He was angry with the things Xu Wanqi had said and done.
But he was not foolish.
Xu Wanqi got hurt because of him. If she were to self-harm and cripple her arm, she would become his responsibility.
Seeing her pale face and the blood seeping from her arm, Meng Ke's brows furrowed tightly.
The anger on his face had to ease a bit, "Wanqi, wait a moment, I'll get a doctor to dress your wound."
The way Xu Wanqi had hurt herself just now was without mercy.
Watching Meng Ke run out of the ward to call a doctor, a hint of triumphant smile flashed in Xu Wanqi's tear-filled eyes.
She bit her teeth hard, enduring the intense pain in her arm: Bai Xiaoxiao, the senior is mine, don't even think about taking him away.
