Unexpectedly, as Zhong Lingling squatted on the ground trembling, Xiang Yimo quickly embraced her shivering body without a trace of disdain and said tenderly, "Baby, it's okay, it will get better!"
"Even if it never gets better, I won't mind, but you must be happy. When you're sad, I become all flustered and can't make any decisions!" Xiang Yimo cupped Zhong Lingling's face.
Probably he was the only one present who dared to look directly at Zhong Lingling's scars.
Wang Shan could hardly believe what she saw.
Doesn't a man love a woman because she's beautiful?
She thought that since Zhong Lingling was disfigured, Xiang Yimo would turn against her. Unexpectedly, even with Zhong Lingling looking like this, he still treasured her.
Why? Why exactly?
Wasn't it because Zhong Lingling's face was prettier than hers? Now that her face was gone, why does Xiang Yimo still cherish her this way?
"Everyone, get out!" Xiang Yimo said coldly, uttering four words.
