Liu Weizhang lowered his voice, and like pouring beans, he quickly laid everything out clearly, giving Su Wan no chance to interrupt.
Mu Ke listened indifferently, his gaze falling on Xin Ke, his dark eyes narrowing slightly: "Your family matters, I don't want to interfere. The slap Xiao Yu received, I will demand back sooner or later. You better pray not to fall into my hands, otherwise, I will certainly, see and not help."
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Sheng Jiayu followed the young nurse to treat the wound on her face; the icy pack pressed against her face burned painfully like fire. After applying it for a long time, the young nurse brought some ointment to rub on her. It was unclear whether she was trying to curry favor or genuinely couldn't stand it. As she applied the medicine, the young nurse muttered, "What kind of person hits a woman? That's not a man."
Sheng Jiayu heard her muttering but did not take it to heart. She simply lowered her eyes, quietly reflecting on the recent scene.
