What does it mean to apologize to her every day? Jiang Nuan's mind suddenly recalled the memories of when she shamelessly pestered him to live together. Her oval face flushed red, her snow-white and delicate earlobes tinted with rouge, utterly adorable.
"What are you talking about?" she retorted, struggling.
Who knew as soon as she moved.
A sharp intake of breath came from above her head.
She instinctively looked up, and a pale handsome face crashed into her eyes. Jiang Nuan immediately stopped moving, "Are you okay?"
Yi Hengjian silently touched the bridge of his nose, interjecting, "At least three ribs are broken, and there's a wound on his thigh that's still bleeding. His pants are soaked through; he shouldn't be okay."
