Gu Qiangwei looked back, meeting the deep, ink-like depths of her eyes before continuing to walk forward.
"What's wrong with her leg?"
Seeing her seated in a wheelchair, it seemed her leg was injured.
But that day in front of Dijue Building, she had been completely unscathed.
"It's ruined."
Holding her hand, Qin Sijue answered very calmly and naturally.
Gu Qiangwei paused, taken aback and looked at him in surprise, "Ruined?"
"Yes," he glanced at her once, and then led her to sit down on a long wooden bench in the garden.
Gu Qiangwei was still in shock, "How could it be ruined?"
He turned his gaze toward her, meeting her clear, dark pupils, "Since when have you cared so much about her?"
She stunned for a moment; her concern wasn't really about Nangong Feifei, but rather she had a slight interest in her injury.
After all, she was Nangong Feifei, the cherished pearl of the Nangong Family. Who could possibly ruin her leg?
