Mu Weichen heard this and abruptly stopped in his tracks.
He said with unwavering determination, "You might endure it, but I can't!"
After saying that, he took a step again and walked towards the outside.
Seeing this, Ye Feifei felt an increasing ache in her chest.
However, she knew she must restrain herself, and in an almost pleading tone, she said, "Xiao Chen, don't go, okay? Just consider it a favor for me..."
In the end, Mu Weichen's heart softened. He didn't move forward, but the anger gathering in his chest did not diminish.
His fists remained tightly clenched, and he didn't turn around to look at Ye Feifei, continuing to stand with his back to her.
Ye Feifei, enduring the pain in her ankle, supported herself on the edge of the bed, limped to the front of Mu Weichen, grabbed him, and said softly:
