Chapter 227: The More Perfect, The More Destructive_1

Xu Zhiye grunted, then took off his bathrobe, and with his bare upper body, he lay face down on the sofa.

Shasha saw the complex mix of new and old scars crisscrossing the vast swollen patches on Xu Zhiye's body. Her hand trembled slightly, almost bursting into tears from the distress.

She tilted her head back, forcing her tears back, remembering she had once promised him she would be strong and not cry. So, she sniffled, squeezed out some ointment, and carefully applied it evenly to his wounds.

After she had dressed his wounds, Shasha's eyes glazed over for a moment before she couldn't resist bringing up the past, asking,

"Brother Zhiye, why did you lie to Uncle Li Xu back then, telling him that you had had a car accident abroad and ruined your face, which led to the plastic surgery? If you had just told Uncle Xu everything about Ye Che, he definitely wouldn't have let you suffer that injustice and would have helped you get justice."