These days, he had already become accustomed to seeing the mess in his apartment, because Ling Yunshu's mood was getting worse by the day, and her temper was becoming increasingly irritable.
Whenever there was news about Shi Che and Ling Chuxia in the newspapers, she would go mad and then smash everything in the apartment, leaving nothing intact.
That day, when he returned from work, he might have found it unusual if he didn't see the mess.
Xiao Chen curled his lips slightly, but his eyes were filled with bitterness. Then he stepped over the mess and headed straight to the bedroom.
After Ling Yunshu vented her anger, she would curl up in bed and sleep, wrapping herself tightly in the blanket. He thought today would be no exception. Yet, when he walked into the room, he saw Ling Yunshu quietly leaning against the headboard, with the room's lights on brightly enough for him to see the scars on her face at a glance.
