Domestic Violence

"Xu, Jiao, Jiao!" Hearing her say that she hated him, that he was the worst, and that she would never forgive him, Qi Shenbai's heart twisted in his chest. "Take that back."

"No, I refuse! It's the truth. You're a liar, a bully! I want to go home. I want my brother." Xu Jiaojiao could no longer control her emotions. She only wanted to vent all her anger, regardless of how much the man in front of her used to love her.

Qi Shenbai pulled her over and looked at her with fire in his eyes. "Xu Jiaojiao!"

Xu Jiaojiao still wanted to say something, but her voice would not come out. Her body felt light as she collapsed to the side.

Qi Shenbai hurriedly caught her. All his anger and frustration dissipated in an instant and turned into worry.

…

An hour later, they were in the emergency room.

Xu Jiaojiao slowly opened her eyes, but the light was blinding, so she had no choice but to close them. Then, she slowly opened them again.