Lu Jinghan tapped lightly on the glass window with the hand holding the cigarette, his deep voice filled with impatience: "Even if she starves to death, I won't go. Tell Su Luo not to waste her time on me. I've already contacted the best doctors in the United States; she can go for treatment once her wound heals."
On the other end of the phone, Su Mochen directly threw the phone on the ground, gasping with a livid face.
Su Luo on the hospital bed closed her eyes in despair, her voice weak and devoid of strength: "He still refuses to come see me, right?"
"Luo Luo, don't focus your energy on Jing Han. There's no place for you in his heart at all."
"After I get discharged, I will try once more. If it still doesn't work, I'll give up."
In the past, Lu Jinghan had refused her countless times, but this time Su Luo felt she couldn't compete anymore, not for any other reason than because every time Lu Jinghan looked at Han Xi, his eyes were full of favoritism and deep affection.
