Zhuo Lin lay there quietly and motionlessly, except for the slight rise and fall of her breath, she looked lifeless.
The only color on her face was the obvious abrasions, left from when she hit the ground, now gradually spreading into bruises.
Zhuo Lin had always been full of vitality, and now Jiang Shaoqing almost couldn't recognize her.
He had never thought anything could break Zhuo Lin.
But at least she was still alive, and that was the most important thing to him.
For the first time, he started to face the fact that no matter the reason, Zhuo Lin indeed encountered such an incident due to his negligence, he did not fulfill what a husband should do, he did not protect his own woman.
Even if she was only his wife in name, but since she was Jiang Shaoqing's wife, anyone attacking her wouldn't be just a simple accident; he should have realized that he had too many enemies, many in the business world wished him dead, he shouldn't forget this.
Now, he had gained a weakness.
