Fu Shilv didn't bother with her anymore. As he was leaving, he threw out a sentence, "You'd better not mess with me."
She said, "I wouldn't dare."
The nurse entered Liang Nianwei's ward, intending to give her an injection.
Mrs. Liang was sorting through the gifts that Sheng Youxia had sent, and the nurse noticed the price tags on the clothes.
"Mrs. Fu is really generous. This brand is very expensive, a sweater costs four to five thousand."
Mrs. Liang's hand shook in fright, dropping the clothes back into the bag.
"I don't want it. I don't deserve to wear something so expensive." Liang Nianwei sat there, her face looking very indifferent.
The nurse couldn't help but give her another look. That statement sounded really uncomfortable.
For several days, Liang Nianwei had no news from her brother, and she was extremely anxious.
She asked Fu Shilv, but he was quite aloof and only mentioned that he was trying to figure something out.