Looking at Yun Shifei's round, puffed-up eyes, Mu Chengzhu finally felt some of the anger in his heart dissipate.
In truth, he shouldn't have lost his temper at Yun Shifei, but in that moment, he simply couldn't hold it in.
She treated Cheng Lie so well, just like she used to treat him.
The thought that the kindness she showed Cheng Lie should have originally belonged to him, now stolen away by Cheng Lie, made Mu Chengzhu furious.
Even if he didn't care for her, she shouldn't have fallen for someone else.
In the hospital.
Cheng Lie quietly arrived at a particular hospital room.
He stood at the entrance for a moment, then pushed the door open and walked in.
A couple of days ago, Zhao Haishuang had been rescued and transferred out of the intensive care unit.
At this moment, she was lying in a regular hospital room.
However, her face was utterly destroyed, buried beneath layer after layer of bandages, making her look like a mummy.
Her face had been completely ruined.
