She stretched out her hand to touch her aching forehead. Her hand touched the gauze, causing her face to be wrinkled. She held her hands on the bed and wanted to sit.
Fu Rongzhi big hands were under her armpits on both sides of her armpits. Her face was getting darker and darker. Looking at her clumsy appearance, her heart filled with anger.
"Don't make a sound. Listen to me first!"
He opened his mouth slightly and wanted to scold her for being so ignorant. He didn't care about his body at all, but Qiao Wenhe quickly spoke.
"Yes, I'll listen." Instead, Fu Rongzhi became curious to see what she had to say.
"You must think that I acted and rolled down the stairs by myself, right?" Qiao Wenhe asked helplessly.
"You don't want to say that you were pushed downstairs, do you?" A mocking sm
