Bai Lu, also an actress, naturally saw through the insincere politeness behind Su Yinwan's amiable facade.
As she watched her walk away with slight haughtiness, Bai Lu clenched her hands in secret, yet in the end, she could only exhale as if nothing had happened.
...
...
Jiang Yan, who had been in a coma for the whole day, finally awoke in the evening.
The first thing he saw was the pristine white ceiling, and a faint smell of disinfectant still lingered at the tip of his nose.
If not for the dull pain in his lower right abdomen, he would have believed everything that happened before he passed out was just a dream.
"Damn it..."
He couldn't believe that he, Jiang Yan, had actually been shot one day.
However, what made him even more incredulous was the sudden voice that rang in his ears:
"Good boy, you're finally awake. Mom was so worried sick."
Jiang Yan turned his head in shock and actually saw his own mother.
"Mom?! What are you doing here?"
