"Close your eyes and rest for a while," Chen Xueru knew that applying ice wouldn't do any good, it could only lessen Wen Nuan's pain. Her cornea couldn't have been damaged, could it? Why was it so severely red?
She looked displeasedly at the woman, wondering how she could slap so hard. Those two slaps must have been unbearable for Wen Nuan. She had grown up as a princess, cherished in the palms of her parents' hands since childhood; she had never experienced such treatment before. The slap on the set was nothing compared to these two.
Wen Nuan closed her eyes and rested, Zhuo Bingbing and Chen Hang didn't speak, and first class was silent.
An hour later, at A city's international airport.
Chen Xueru, Zhuo Bingbing, and the others collected their things. Wen Nuan turned on her phone first thing and called Ye Feimo. It rang twice before he answered. Wen Nuan asked, "Are you at the airport?"
"Yeah, Mommy and I are at the Blue Mountain Coffee House waiting for you."
