"I will pay the price? Jiang Zhi, did the fire overcook your f*cking brain to sludge?" Yan Zhang could not believe his ears. "Aren't you afraid of losing your tongue if you flap it aimlessly?"
Jiang Lu was even more amused and provoked her further, "If you have it, then take it out. What's the point of threatening us here? It's tiring keeping up a strong front like that, right? Brother Yan Zhang and I will wait for your evidence!"
Jiang Zhi looked at them and left with a sneer.
When Jiang Zhi returned to the hospital, she only had to gaze upon Lu Mian and the anger in her heart instantly went to zero, and exhaustion swept over her entire body.
Lu Mian had already put on his clothes and was looking at the door, waiting for Jiang Zhi to come back. Looking at the exhausted Jiang Zhi, his heart ached. He pulled Jiang Zhi into his arms and helped massage her. "Are you tired?"
