"What are you glaring at? Am I not speaking the truth?" He suddenly grabbed the wheelchair's armrest and forcibly pushed him into the room's attached bathroom, forced him to face the mirror: "Look at yourself now, Chenxing wouldn't be scared?"
Gu Shaocheng struggled hard twice, but he hadn't eaten for days and had no strength at all. Then he was pushed out of the room by Nan Baihao, and the door closed immediately.
"Baihao, let go, let me in."
