"Damn, do you really have a death wish?"
"Yes! I don't want to live anymore, go ahead and kill me if you dare!" Chen Wenyu stood tall, her eyes resolute and showing not the slightest bit of fear.
"I wouldn't want your pitiful life!"
Song Guotao sneered at Chen Wenyu, then turned around and walked towards the door without looking back.
There are countless kinds of misfortunes, but happiness feels the same.
While Song Guotao was taking the red and swollen-cheeked Chen Wenyu to the hospital, Shen Lingxing took a ride to Mi Jing's café. With his handsome looks and luxury car, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"Jing! Your hubby is here!" The sharp-eyed barista spotted Shen Lingxing stepping out of the car, and excitedly shouted the news to Mi Jing.
Upon hearing this, Mi Jing immediately looked outside, and a happy smile slowly bloomed on her pretty face.