No Improper Thoughts Towards You

Su Wan lowered her head and slowly pulled open her shirt, revealing her flat stomach.

The scar that was originally as ferocious as a centipede was now becoming shallower and shallower. If one did not look carefully, one would not even be able to feel it.

However, Su Wan did not feel the slightest joy of the wound healing. Her fingertips trembled, and finally, she slowly caressed the place where she had previously been cut open.

Actually, the pain was long gone.

In fact, it might not even be possible to find the wound in the near future.

However, Su Wan's fingertips began to turn white, and even her breathing became faster.

It was as if someone was strangling her heart, there was a pain of being forcefully pulled.

In the end, only numbness remained.

She and the child she had with Jiang Xuecheng were gone…