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It had to be said that the story of the ancient people's failure was very accurate. Bai Mei was injured due to Yang Fann, but she drank Yang Fann's Space Spirit Spring water. There was no need to weigh the pros and cons; she was willing to do it.0

Of course, that was only if Yang Fann was willing to do so. If Bai Mei, at the moment she saw Yang Fann, didn't tell him to run away on his own, but to complain that Yang Fann had implicated her, told him to take her away, or stayed behind to stop the enemy and let him escape, then Yang Fann wouldn't waste that precious Spatial Spring Water to treat her wounds. Not even if it was because of Yang Fann's injury to Bai Mei.

After drinking the Spatial Spring Water, Bai Mei suddenly felt her body becoming a lot more comfortable, especially the wound on her face. It was burning just a moment ago, but after being washed by Yang Fann, she quickly became refreshed.

Bai Mei had been kidnapped and scared to death the whole night. She was mentally exhausted to the extreme and had barely managed to hold on for a breath before she fainted. Now that she had relaxed, her eyelids felt heavy and she fell into a deep sleep.

When Bai Mei woke up again, she found herself in the hospital. Yang Fann was playing a game on his mobile beside her. The music sounded so sweet. It was great that she was still alive!

Bai Mei slowly lifted her hand and touched her face. There was a layer of gauze on her face, but she couldn't feel anything at all, so she probably wouldn't be able to see anything when she looked in the mirror. Bai Mei simply turned her head slightly and looked at Yang Fann, who was playing on his phone with all her concentration.

"What are you looking at, woman? Is there something on my face?" Yang Fann didn't even raise his head. He actually knew that Bai Mei was looking at him.

"There are no flowers on your face, but my face has been scratched." Bai Mei mocked herself, her smile filled with endless grief.

"It's fine, it's just a disfigurement. If I say it, people can't be too beautiful, there are many beautiful women, what do you think? "If it's ruined, then so be it. If it really isn't, then just let it be with me in the future. I don't mind if you're ugly." Yang Fann said casually as if he was joking, but also very serious. It was more like he was talking about buying a piece of rubber or a pencil.

Bai Mei burst into tears again. Tonight, her tears flowed even more than in the previous year: "Yang Fann, don't be happy with me. When you didn't make a fool of yourself, you even thought of me as a broken flower, but now that your face has been ruined, it would be weird if you didn't hate me more."

"Huh?" Yang Fann was sweating profusely: "To be honest, when did I ever think that you were a broken flower? You touched your chest and said it out of conscience, when did I say that?"

You didn't say it, but you showed it. When we were having tea at night, why did you ignore me? Don't think that I don't know.

Bai Mei's tone was very gentle, like a whisper from a lover. To Yang Fann, it sounded like thunder from the ninth heaven. It didn't seem like there was any good in being too smart to control it.

Yang Fann continuously praised Bai Mei's cleverness, but he couldn't admit it. Men had to have a sense of responsibility, they had to never admit it: "Nonsense, women love to think of random things, even if they don't have that kind of meaning, thinking about it makes them think of a hundred different meanings. It's still better than what the ancients say, when women are virtuous, knowing too much isn't always a good thing."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't want to admit it. I'm already disfigured, so even if I have a clean body, you won't be able to see it." After all, Bai Mei was still a woman. No matter how strong her heart was, it would take her a while before she could escape the sadness of being disfigured. Her heart became heavier and heavier as she spoke, and once again, tears fell like rain.

Bai Mei was sure that her face had been disfigured. Her voice was full of frustration. The usual camouflaged hard shell broke into pieces and she acted like a little girl in front of Yang Fann, showing her weak side.

Bai Mei felt that she was especially relaxed in front of Yang Fann. She didn't need to put on a heavy mask, didn't need to worry about any conspiracy Yang Fann would use against her, didn't need to worry about Yang Fann bullying a weak girl, and she also didn't need to worry about Yang Fann's idea of giving her property. She clearly remembered that she didn't even want to give Yang Fann any shares.

What are you crying for, if you were to be seen by the people from your Crystal Palace, wouldn't that be a joke? Don't cry, if you don't cry, you might have a better face. If you continue to cry like this, you should at least grow old.

Yang Fann didn't seem to care about Bai Mei's disfigurement at all. Not only did he not avoid the topic of looks when talking to her, he often joked about her looks, which made Bai Mei sad and relaxed. What made her sad was that her face would never return to how it was in the past.

"Hehe, Yang Fann, don't joke with me anymore, otherwise, I will take it seriously. Since my face is ruined, I will leave it all to you in the future. Don't forget what you said today, you must take responsibility for me, okay?"

Bai Mei's face was smiling, but her heart was in pain. There was no longer a need to explain her innocence to Yang Fann. With her face, what qualifications did she have to have a relationship with him?

Yang Fann was truly despicable. He was very clear in his heart that even though he knew that Bai Mei's wound was cleansed by the Spatial Spring Water, she would not leave any scars, yet he did not say anything out loud. He just wanted to make her suffer and not teach the little widow a lesson, so the next time they kissed, she would cry.

Yang Fann was a vengeful person. Even now, he still remembered the ugly things that Bai Mei had done to him.

"Yang Fann, since we have nothing better to do, can I tell you a story?" Bai Mei held herself back and finally couldn't hold it in anymore. She was prepared to say the words that were buried deep in her heart. Firstly, to vent her frustration, and secondly, to bid farewell to her beautiful past.

"Go ahead, I'm listening. It's not good." Yang Fann didn't even raise his head as he continued to play with the phone. It seemed that the phone was more interesting than the beauty lying on the bed. Even though Bai Mei's face was ruined, just her curvaceous body was still a top beauty.

Bai Mei didn't seem to care about Yang Fann's lack of attention. After all, what she wanted was not Yang Fann's importance, but a kind of explanation. Everyone had the intention to confide in each other, but some people just couldn't find a good listener.

Thus, in Bai Mei's soft voice, a beautiful and sad story was slowly told.

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