Mei Qingchen stretched out his jade-like slender fingers, leisurely wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Su Muyao's figure, a chilling yet captivating smile playing at the corners of his eyes.
"I'm still the beast husband of the wife."
"Rest assured, I will do what I must."
Seeing Mei Qingchen's demeanor and hearing his words, Hua Linye felt an even stronger urge to hit him.
Wen Nanxi observed Mei Qingchen, his gaze gentle yet increasingly deep and mysterious.
He stopped Hua Linye's fist, looked at Mei Qingchen, and said in a deep voice, "Judging by the time, you should have received the Mei family's reply."
"So the remedy given by the wife should be quite effective, your mother should be well."
Although Wen Nanxi posed it as a question, his tone was extremely confident.
Mei Qingchen couldn't refute it; the fact was indeed so.
