Wan Donglin's face alternated between red and pale. He was momentarily unable to speak.
It wouldn't be hard to make Yan Xixi show herself. The challenge is, as soon as she appears, she'll definitely run off with Huang Xiaojue. How could she possibly admit to everyone that I'm her boyfriend? Impossible.
Seeing the convincing wound on Wan Donglin's palm and his suspicious demeanor, Huang Xiaojue's fear deepened. Could Xixi have truly fallen victim to his cruel hand?
His heart was burning with anxiety, but he maintained a calm demeanor. He knew he couldn't afford to act rashly today. He had expended great effort just to get into Wan Donglin's presence. If he made even the slightest misstep now, he feared he would never be able to rescue Yan Xixi.
"Wan Donglin, how did you injure your hand?"
