Qin Yan deliberately picked out a knee-length work dress to wear before she left the house.
It was black, decent, and not only accentuated her slender figure, but also exposed her wounds amidst her movements.
She hadn't had the chance to reply when Shi Muzhou already stepped forward and reached out to lift Qin Yan's dress.
"How did you get hurt?"
Qin Yan paused, and the smile on her face stiffened for a moment.
"I'm fine…"
"It's because of Bo Yunshen again, isn't it?" Shi Muzhou snorted coldly, cutting off Qin Yan's words, "Just admit it, ever since you married him, what have you got besides new injuries every day and serious ones every three days?"
"If you really crave these wounds, why bother going through all this trouble? Just say the word!"
"If nothing else works, I'll beat you up every day, ensuring you get hurt worse than this!"