The moment the car drove away, Liang Zixuan moved away from Han Yuanjun's embrace and hid in the corner while covering her injured arm.

Han Yuanjun glanced at her as if the woman who begged him for help like a stray kitten was just an illusion.

When they arrived at the hospital, Liang Zixuan very cooperatively did a whole body checkup.

The doctor told her there was nothing wrong with her body, but the skin injury was severe, and she needed to be hospitalized.

"You have a large bruise on your arm and leg. If I apply for medicine on you now, it will hurt a lot. Please bear with it." The doctor said.

Liang Zixuan nodded and held out her injured arm.

The doctor dipped the cotton swab in the medicine and applied it to her wound carefully. He thought that she would cry out in pain or withdraw her hand. Unexpectedly, Liang Zixuan didn't move at all and didn't even make a sound.

Even Han Yuanjun, who was standing on the side, had a surprised look in his eyes.

In such a large entertainment company, he had seen countless women. Which one of them didn't have a weak and delicate appearance in front of him? With just a small wound, they wanted to throw themselves into his arms for comfort. However, Liang Zixuan was already injured to such an extent, yet she didn't even frown, as if the injured hand wasn't hers.

He wouldn't be surprised if he knew what she had experienced.

This minor injury was nothing compared to being burned alive.

Han Yuanjun was slightly moved when he saw the expression in Liang Zixuan's eyes.

This woman was too different.

After the doctor finished, he gave a few instructions and went out.

The sickroom immediately became quiet. The wind rustled through the window screen.

Liang Zixuan raised her head and looked at Han Yuanjun, who was sitting on the chair beside the bed. She said sincerely, "Young Master Han, thank you."

Han Yuanjun's gaze fell on the blue gemstone necklace on her chest. Just as he was about to ask about the necklace's origin, Liang Zixuan's phone rang.

She took out her phone and saw the two words, Wei Guowei, on the screen. She took a deep breath.

She marked Wei Guowei with a name, but not with a 'dad' because she had never treated him as her father in her heart.

In her previous life, she didn't understand why there was such a huge difference in treatment between her and Wei Xiaoqing when they were both his daughters. It wasn't until her throat was destroyed and she was locked in a house in the suburbs that she finally couldn't help asking.

At that time, she asked Wei Guowei in a hoarse voice, "Why? We are both your daughters. Why are you so good to Wei Xiaoqing, yet you treat me like this?"

Wei Guowei looked at her and said expressionlessly, "Because you are as selfish as your damn mother!"

"I'm selfish?" Liang Zixuan's eyes reddened and she couldn't help but laugh. "How can I be selfish? I wrote my songs and sang them, but Wei Xiaoqing snatched them away from me. In order to protect her, you even destroyed my throat, yet I'm selfish?"

Wei Guowei's face instantly tensed up. As he looked at Liang Zixuan, he thought of his ex-wife and cursed, "Who told you to have such a mother? All of this is what you deserve!"

"Even after knowing Huifang and I are truly in love, she doesn't divorce me. I don't have any feelings for her, but she still wants to occupy the position! Why do you think she was so selfish? Why can't you help me?"

"You two are the reason why she didn't divorce me. Do you think I don't know that she is doing it for my money? Since your mother was so selfish, why can't I use you to pave the way for my daughter?"

"You're really shameless. I've never seen such a selfish person like you in my life!" Liang Zixuan shouted.

Wei Guowei raised his hand and pointed at her nose, "Of course you'll pay for what your mother owes me! You should feel guilty towards Xiaoqing."