After He Lu left, Jian An'an finally let out a sigh of relief, and the prickly sensation all over her skin vanished. She looked up at Li Shaoting, and just as she was about to speak, he frowned, his gaze turning cold and stern as he looked at Uncle Wang standing nearby.
"How were you looking after her? How on earth did she get burned this badly?"
He was naturally furious inside. Recently, one distressing matter after another just kept piling up.
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