Contested

No one is perfect, no one is perfect. Fu Yuchen's weakness is that he is always unable to recognize him in terms of emotions.

Ignoring what Gong Shaochen said, he squatted down and took Luo Yuxin into his arms. "Yuxin, how do you feel?"

"Yuchen, is elder sister not fond of me anymore? Did she misunderstand me? I didn't want to hurt her. I'm afraid." Luo Yuxin was lying in Fu Yuchen's arms.

"Don't worry, I'm here. She doesn't dare to do anything." Fu Yuchen carried her and stood up.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Gong Shaochen felt disgusted. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

The five finger marks on Luo Shumo's face were extremely obvious. She was in a deep slumber, and her brows were furrowed. Even in her dreams, she was suffering greatly.

This made Gong Shaochen's heart ache. He didn't stay any longer and carried Luo Shumo, who was on the bed, as he was going to take her away from here.