After that handsome face had been punched by Beatrice, not only was his nose bridge broken, but his eyes were also bloodshot.
Feng Yuncheng had never looked so ugly before.
Feng Yuncheng put down the mirror and realized that Beatrice had appeared in the ward at some point. She was looking at him with an indescribable gaze. Feng Yuncheng hurriedly hid the mirror under the blanket. He subconsciously covered his injured face with his hand and asked Beatrice, "Your Highness, you came to see me?"
Beatrice placed the breakfast on the bedside table and walked to the bed. She pulled Feng Yuncheng's hand and stared into his bloodshot eyes.
Feng Yuncheng's eyes flickered as he said softly, "Don't look at me. I don't look good right now."
Beatrice snorted. "You won't be disfigured. Don't worry."
Feng Yuncheng was worried.
