A Dead Pig Is Not Afraid of Boiling Water

Ye Shayan clenched her fists tightly under the blanket. Although she felt bitter inside, she pretended to be indifferent and said,"

"It's just a one-night stand. Is it important what the name is?"

"According to the results of your checkup at the hospital, you had more than one man with you for a one-night stand, right?"

Qiao Bu looked at the nurse standing beside her and said to Ye Shayan with a frown.

"No matter how many people there are, I volunteered. Do I have to care about such a private matter?"

Ye Shayan's lips curled up slightly. She seemed to be smiling nonchalantly, but only she knew the true pain behind such a smile.

To her, perhaps meeting Feng Sheng in the first place was a mistake.

She should not have transferred to Feng Sheng's school in the first place, and she should not have wanted to take him for herself just because they had been classmates for three years.

"What happened to your injuries?"