"Ah! It hurts!"
Su Liuying lifted her palm, watching as beads of blood continuously oozed out. She hurriedly lowered her head and instinctively sucked hard on the wound, spitting out the dirty blood afterward. Staring at the cut on her hand, she fell into a daze.
Quan Tianyou noticed the blood on her hand and felt a pang of nervousness, but he restrained the urge to step forward. Instead, he coldly threw out one sentence, "Serves you right!"
Hearing him sneer "Serves you right," Su Liuying looked up at him in anguish. He would never treat her with the care he once did.
Quan Tianyou, however, ignored the sorrow in her gaze, shot her a disdainful look, and turned around to leave without a second thought.
Watching his retreating back, Su Liuying sighed, climbed up from the ground, and patted the dust off her pants.
"Ugh!..."
