"Thank you."
Nan Mufeng remained indifferent, impervious to persuasion. Cassie had no choice but to leave to report back to Feng Huang.
Upon hearing that Nan Mufeng didn't plan to leave the Prince's Mansion anytime soon, Feng Huang was visibly upset.
"Feng Huang, are you angry?" Cassie asked timidly.
Feng Huang mercilessly hung up the phone. Nan Mufeng really thinks of himself as the son-in-law of the Prince's Mansion? Shameless! Shameless!
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On the third day after being injured, the scars on Nan Mufeng's body began to peel. By the fourth day, the stitched areas had also shed scabs. If it weren't for the newer skin being slightly lighter than the rest, one could hardly tell he'd ever been injured.
"It's truly amazing!" Joanna couldn't help but praise.
Nan Mufeng felt helpless.
Every morning Joanna would come to "observe," and being a guest, what could he do? Fortunately, the doctor came every day to observe too, preventing it from being too awkward.
