Ye Jian and Qiao Xiaowan sat in the visitation room, silent for a long time.
"What is it that you really want? Just say it." Qiao Xiaowan glanced at him indifferently, with a mocking smile in her eyes. Night after night, Ye Jian insisted on visiting, but she was not narcissistic enough to think that her current looks were still that captivating.
Ye Jian looked at her affectionately: "I like you, I don't want you to be unhappy, that's the truth."
"You like me?" Qiao Xiaowan let out a cold laugh and removed the large mask covering her entire face, "Do me a favor and look at me directly, see what I look like now."
Her face was covered with scars, her nose crooked to one side, and her left eye slightly drooped under the burden of the scars. This was the true appearance of Qiao Xiaowan now.
Ye Xuan still looked at her with deep affection, "In the past, you wouldn't even glance at me. I could only hide in the shadows, secretly liking you.
