The teacup exploded by Jiang Xiaorou's side, and shards of glass flew everywhere, freezing Jiang Xiaorou in shock. It was her first time seeing Shen Yancheng such a wreck; he wasn't someone who liked to take out his anger on others, he was quite the gentleman.
It seemed the blow from the divorce was massive—it wasn't Jiang Yufei he cared about, but rather the home that Jiang Yufei had turned into a complete mess.
Shen Yancheng hadn't expected Jiang Xiaorou to walk in. He glanced at her, saw that she hadn't been injured by him, then sat down and turned his face away.
Jiang Xiaorou picked up the first-aid kit and walked over.
Shen Yancheng's left shoulder was still bleeding; he hadn't changed clothes, and there was a deep tooth mark on his shoulder.