"Wan Donglin really didn't fight back?"
"No! I've stabbed him twice, but he never fought back. Xiaojue, my original intention was to make a clean break with him, to have absolutely no more connection with him. If the company gets involved, this situation could get out of hand. I just want to downplay it and let it blow over. Is that alright with you?"
Huang Xiaojue carefully looked at the photos. He let out a long sigh. Wan Donglin's palm was horrifically scarred. The injury was deep, a mangled mess of flesh and blood, looking utterly gruesome. Indeed, most of the bloodstains on the car door were Wan Donglin's.
Imagining the life-or-death struggle, it was truly appalling. He then said to her, "Xixi, you can't be so reckless in the future. You need to protect yourself. You should know, life is the most important thing. Nothing else matters!"
Nothing else matters. Being alive is what's important!
