He had sustained severe internal injuries and managed only a few steps before Qiao Ran caught him.
Qiao Ran threw an unrelenting punch right into Wen Shimo's stomach, instantly intertwining his organs in torturous pain, forcing a cry of agony from Wen Shimo.
"My bad, accidentally hit your stomach there. Does it hurt, Brother Wen?" Qiao Ran asked with a radiant smile, intentionally mocking.
Despite the excruciating pain in his stomach, Wen Shimo found that the pain seemed to fade as he looked at Qiao Ran's brilliant smile.
If his life could bring out her radiant smile every day before his death, he would die without any regrets.
"No, it doesn't hurt. Not at all," Wen Shimo said, forcing a smile and retreating step by step.