e, devoid of any expression, like a puppet.She walked to the window and opened both panes, then flung open the bedroom door. The air circulated, with a cold wind howling in and sweeping away all trace...When Fu Yanxing woke up, a nurse was helping her clean the wound on her forehead. The wound wasn't big, but it hurt when the iodine rubbed over it, causing her to open her eyes.

"You're awake" The nurse looked at him with surprise.

Fu Yan was still trying to make sense of the situation, her brow furrowed. She took a sharp breath and instinctively reached for her forehead.

"Hey, don't touch." The nurse hurriedly stopped her hand.s now the one who held authority.Ho Mingzheng took two steps forward, picked up a plum blossom that had been repaired on the table, and held it lightly in his palm. "Perhaps my brother has overinterpr...