Shen Fanyun carefully lifted Lu Feiyan's chin.
Lu Feiyan tried to look away.
Five vivid red marks… Had someone forcefully slapped her? What a heavy hand. How could someone be so violent toward a girl?
"Does it hurt?" Shen Fanyun took out a wet wipe and gently cleaned the injury.
Lu Feiyan's voice was barely a whisper. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"So, what exactly happened?" Shen Fanyun pressed.
Lu Feiyan bit her lip. She remained silent for a long time before shaking her head again, unwilling to reveal a single word.
"Are you worried about something?" Shen Fanyun could easily see that her silence wasn't because she didn't trust him. Quite the opposite—she didn't want to bring him any trouble.
"Silly girl."
He continued, "It's been over ten years. If I were still the same as before, trampled and humiliated by others, able only to powerlessly endure the harm, then what would be the point of my return?"
