Qiao Lian: …
Even she despised her own face at that moment, let alone Shen Liangchuan. He couldn't possibly like her when she looked like this!
Could it be that this man didn't even like beautiful women? Did he only like ugly women?
As she tried to guess Shen Liangchuan's inner thoughts, Qiao Lian could not help but lift the corners of her lips. She wanted to smile, but doing so only made her injuries hurt.
After she took a deep breath, she noticed that Shen Liangchuan had already walked out of the toilet. He was slowly approching her.
She stared at his body intently.
He was wearing a white jacket and he looked both tall and handsome as he strode towards her. It seemed as though that day's fight hadn't even left a single scratch on his body.
His face had no injuries or blemishes of any kind.
She suddenly felt a sense of imbalance in her heart.