"Disgusting? Seeing me is disgusting, being touched by me is even more disgusting?"
The tears in her eyes had unknowingly vanished, Su Man casually tossed Wen Siyuan's shoes onto the floor, the resentment in her eyes nearly materialized. She clenched her teeth, silently murmuring to herself, "If that's the case, then I'll simply let you be disgusted enough!"
Her gaze shifted to the bedside cabinet near the window, where she fixedly stared for a moment before rising and walking over.
She sat on the edge of the bed, bent down to open the drawer of the bedside cabinet, and took out a small medicine bottle, then unscrewed the cap, directing her gaze at the contents inside.
This was what she had accumulated since last Chinese New Year's Eve.
