when fu linchen heard mu weiwei's voice, his body trembled. he turned his head and met the young girl's slightly red eyes.
the anger in her eyes seemed to be about to burst out, like a female warrior.
however, her trembling shoulders and tightly pursed pink lips revealed the fear and uneasiness in her heart.
fu linchen subconsciously reached out to her. " weiwei ... "
"get lost! you're not qualified to call my name!" mu weiwei flung her hand and slapped him away.
the crisp sound of a slap rang out in the suffocating silence of the ward.
fu linchen felt the pain. he furrowed his eyebrows slightly and looked at mu weiwei.
the girl's heartache and stubborn expression was like a knife that cut through his heart.
for a moment, he almost couldn't hold back and wanted to reveal his vague guess to this little girl.