Jiang Xiaoyu in the hospital bed did not know what had happened. She was still in deep sleep. The temperature of her body was constantly rising. Some uncomfortable herself turned over. Maybe she was lying on the bed and crushing the wound on her back, which made her hum softly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xu Yiyang's head is now in chaos.

When he saw Jiang Xiaoyu's frightening bruises behind him, he felt sad. He didn't really think about kidnapping, which was different from what he thought. He felt a little regretful about his attitude towards Jiang Xiaoyu yesterday. The man in front of him was definitely not...