She thought about logging into the game, but for some reason, she had no desire to play.
In the end, she did nothing.
Walking out onto the balcony, she looked down at the proud and tall figure buried among the flowers, who was still diligently trying to fix the rose garden she had damaged.
His panicked appearance was so pitiful that Wen Meimei couldn't help but feel heartache.
What a fool, if the flowers are dead, just plant new seeds, right?
With that thought, she cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted towards the backyard, "Qiao Chengxun, you heartless bastard!"
Qiao Chengxun looked up somberly, his dark eyes fixing upon the girl on the balcony.
Although they were some distance apart, he could still see the bandages wrapped around her hand; his rationale regained a bit of clarity.
She had lost a lot of blood earlier; he wondered how severe her injury was...
Damn it, what does her life or death have to do with him!