From a close distance, Senior Hong had a good look at the wounds on Wang Qianjin's face. It had obviously been scratched by long fingernails. Could it have been a woman? Who in this world had such audacity and skills to hurt Wang Qianjin?
However, it seemed like Young Master Wang didn't intend to look into the matter, that was why he could only continue to pretend as though nothing had happened. After a while, their private doctor arrived at the villa and dressed the wounds on Young Master Wang's face.
The doctor was Senior Hong's private doctor. He knew about Young Master Wang's identity, so when he treated his face, he was exceptionally rattled. His heart was even filled with curiosity and fear. He couldn't imagine what kind of woman had the capabilities to scratch Young Master Wang across his face.
