"None of my business? You, with all your pride, have never asked me for help."
"Who asked you? Scram..."
"Miss, you keep telling me to scram. Isn't that fun for you? Why the show of backbone now? Is it because the saline drip is in, and you realize you won't die? If you really didn't beg me, why did you come crying to me when you got beaten? Aside from me, who would help you?"
He casually took out his phone, opened the messaging app, and played a voice message. Immediately, someone's lament came through, "They hit me... they hit me... SOB SOB SOB..."
Yan Xixi was so embarrassed and enraged that she threw her pillow at him with her good hand. "Go away... get out... I didn't ask you to care about me..."
