Duan Yanhao's movements were gentle as his brows furrowed slightly together.
Bai Yaoyao lowered her head to look at her elbow. She didn't think much of her bruises. She used to care about her appearance when she was younger, but she understood later that no matter how much you cared, no matter how pretty you were, that person would not look at you.
After that, she thought that it was useless no matter how beautiful one looked. If that person truly loved you, they would not care much about it.
That was why in order to become outstanding, she would work hard. Even if her body became ridden with scars, she would not mind.
Bai Yaoyao was in shock, looking at how Duan Yanhao was applying medication for her. No one had ever treated her this nicely before, so she did not know how to react when someone actually did.
That was why she was standing dumbly at her original spot.
