He looked around the hospital room and nodded in agreement, "Pretty good. Quiet and serene, except for the inconvenience of going to the bathroom, it should well fulfill your current need to vent."
At this, Gu Zixuan almost laughed out of anger, "Can't you just speak normally?"
Making it seem as if she had nowhere else to go to avoid him, purposely injuring her foot and hiding in the hospital.
Feng Chengjin pursed his lips, shrugged, "I'm afraid not."
Gu Zixuan felt like grinding her teeth, "..."
...
On the other side, inside the He Mansion.
Outside the door, the tall figure of Qiao Shan cast shadows from the trees around the villa, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.
On the edge of the bed inside.
He Qimo sat with his arms crossed, watching the sleeping He Xiaoqi.
No one expected that just one night of madness would cause He Xiaoqi to completely fall into addiction.
