บท 67: Do You Like Me?

Gu Wencheng was like a naughty child that threw a stone into the lake just to make the surface of the lake ripple. He turned around and left without hesitation.

Meng Nianyao sat on the edge of the bed. The blood trickling out of her hand had already coagulated into a dark red color. She stared at it for a very long time until Sis Wang came back from the house and called her. She only came back to her senses.

Meng Nianyao was able to eat food that was easily digestible these few days. She had been sick for the past few days, and her already thin face had visibly lost weight. Sis Wang had been thinking about how to make some nutritious food for her every day.

"Madam, it's time to eat." Sis Wang took out the food for Meng Nianyao and placed it on the small table outside.