Xue Xingyao had already brought up divorce with Chen Shujing. Besides, her loved ones had already escaped that prison.
With no more worries holding her back, there was no need to put on an act for Chen Shujing anymore.
Chen Shujing chattered on, but Xue Xingyao didn't even spare him a glance.
She had been wounded on her back, and the injury was particularly severe.
To call it a mangled mess of flesh and blood would be an understatement.
The day Mrs. Xue was released from prison, she saw her daughter's injuries and was so overcome with tears she nearly fainted.
A wound on her child is a pain in the mother's heart; Mrs. Xue wished she could take the pain onto herself.
She was now personally brewing her daughter's medicine and preparing her food, which had given Chen Shujing the opportunity to approach Xue Xingyao.
With the injury on her back, Xue Xingyao could only rest by lying on her stomach. The position was uncomfortable, and the wound hurt terribly.
