She lowered her head, trying to hold back the sob in her voice, clenched her teeth, and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Wen... I was just in a hurry back then, so I was reckless and stopped your car, causing you to get hurt, I'm very sorry."
The medication on Wen Yi's forehead had already been applied, and the nurse threw away the cotton swab, preparing to cover it with gauze.
Just as she was about to speak, the harsh voice of a man cut in before she could, his thin lips opening and closing as he spat out three emotionless words, "Get out."
Fang Huai hadn't expected that Mo Shichen's attitude would be this terrible.
Firstly, after all, they had been on good terms once.
Secondly, as a public figure, Young Master Mo tended to not embarrass women in public, let alone an ex-girlfriend.