"Watched too many Zhou Xingxing movies, huh?" Su Junhao glanced at her, bent down, reached out to clasp her ankle, and checked the injury on her foot.
What he saw shocked him.
He picked up her other foot to look at it. The two feet were almost identical, completely bloodied and swollen, with some glass shards embedded in places. Because she had run such a long distance, the glass was all lodged into the flesh.
He couldn't imagine how this woman managed to endure it.
He pounded the sofa with his fist and, eyes red and gritted teeth, said, "Are you stupid or what?"
Jian Yanyan felt aggrieved, she was already hurt this bad, yet he didn't comfort her and instead scolded her. She immediately retorted, "Are you sick or something?"
"Your feet are so injured, why didn't you say anything? Still ran such a long way? Do you not want these feet anymore?" Su Junhao was really infuriated by this woman, he had never seen such a foolish woman.
