All the way, he held her, not saying a word, his lips tightly pressed together.
When they arrived at the residence, he remained silent as he laid her on the bed.
"Si Jue, I'm sorry..." Mu Yiliang refused to let go, holding him tightly, a sudden panic rising in her heart, "I don't not believe you, I just don't want you to take risks... If it were me, at least Ye Moran wouldn't hurt me, and you're here, you would definitely find a way to protect me, right?"
Yan Sijue tightened his grip, slowly took her hands away, and said in a low voice, "You should rest well first."
After speaking, he turned around and left, only instructing the doctor to conduct an examination for her.
Mu Yiliang watched his back, her heart sinking.
She knew that he must be blaming her.
Outside the door, Xiao Qi seemed to know Yan Sijue was coming to find her and had been waiting there.
