Hearing Zhong Lingling say this, Shen Zhixuan felt a sense of relief. He nodded and murmured, "That's good!"
The three continued to walk quietly forward. Upon reaching the villa hall, as Zhong Lingling was about to return to her bedroom, Shen Zhixuan called her again. "Lingling, can I see how severe your facial injury really is?"
Ever since learning about Zhong Lingling's disfigurement, Shen Zhixuan had been deeply concerned about it. It seemed that his entire mind was occupied with this matter and couldn't stop!
Zhong Lingling looked a bit embarrassed. Before, she had put in great effort to persuade the elderly Mrs. Shen not to look at her disfigured injury. Why was Shen Zhixuan insisting on seeing it?
Normally, when someone knows another person is disfigured, they avoid them as quickly as possible. How could anyone want to see the wound?