Now, fresh blood seeped out from the wound again.
Wei Hanting felt pain on her behalf just by looking at it, but she seemed unaware, like a tiger with bristled fur, glaring fiercely at Su Wanping.
Is this still a delicate flower?
Little princess?
Timid as an ant?
Truly didn't feel it at all!
Beitang Tingxue followed Wei Hanting's gaze and looked down, suddenly feeling the pain.
She forcefully shook off Wei Hanting's hand, withdrew into her seat, scrunching her features into a ball, "It hurts... it hurts so much."
Gu Junzhu curled his lips slightly, "I thought you were gifted and didn't know what pain was."
Beitang Tingxue pouted aggrievedly, curled up even smaller, and stopped moving.
But she still glared fiercely at Su Wanping, gritting her teeth with determination, "Just you wait, once I'm healed, see how I deal with you!"
Su Wanping covered her face, crying bitterly and gut-wrenchingly.
She didn't understand why things had turned out this way.
