Rong Yi clenched his fist, but he could not lift his arm.
He didn't know that these injuries were caused by those men.
However, his more serious injuries were caused by Zhao Meng. She took advantage of the unsuccessful surgery and hurt him all over.
"Master, what should we do now? Our plans after that were also destroyed. " The bodyguard stood there respectfully and reported to him.
"You can leave first. No one is allowed to come in and disturb me." Rong Yi said.
The bodyguard responded and left.
Rong Yi was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Mo Yancheng! You're really ruthless! This mo Yancheng was the child of his beloved woman and another man. In his eyes, he was a bastard.
It was late at night. In a villa, a figure stood alone on the roof, looking at the night sky of A city.