Ruan Zhitong broke free from Mu Beiting's embrace, gripping his arm tightly, her emotions extremely agitated as she said, "Impossible, you must be comforting me. My face is so swollen, how could it be okay! And these injuries... husband, am I going to be disfigured?"
Mu Beiting held Ruan Zhitong's hand in return, promising confidently, "I assure you, you will not be disfigured! Even if you are, I will always stay by your side and never despise you! Besides, with how advanced medicine is today, they will surely be able to heal your face!"
Looking into Mu Beiting's sincere eyes, Ruan Zhitong asked somewhat uncertainly, "You really won't despise me?"
Mu Beiting nodded solemnly, "I swear! No matter what, the four of us will never be apart! We will always be together!"
"Husband...!" Hearing this, Ruan Zhitong felt a sourness in her nose and threw herself into Mu Beiting's arms, a barely noticeable hint of jealousy flashing in her tearful eyes.
