Yang Chen felt a little hurt inside. He slowly reached out his hand to touch Rose’s face, and lightly caressed it. Her face was cold, but that just made Yang Chen feel more hurt.
Suddenly, Rose’s eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Rose’s eyes were a little unfocused, but she fixed her gaze on Yang Chen, revealing a gentle smile and softly asked, “Am I very ugly right now?”
Yang Chen sat on the side, and insipidly said, “Someone has said before, if a man sees his woman sick on the bed and still likes that woman, then he truly loves her…… but right now I find that claim to be untrue.”
“I’m very ugly, right?” Rose showed a despairing smile.
Yang Chen shook his head, “Even if my darling Rose is lying on the bed sick, she’s still earth-shakingly beautiful, any man would like her, without even mentioning a lecher like me.”
Rose who went from grief to happiness couldn’t help but giggle, but right after she laughed she frowned to suck in a breath of cold air as she had stretched her wound.
“Don’t move, if the wound tears open it would be terrible.” Yang Chen hastily admonished.
Rose spoke in a depressed manner, “It’s all my fault for being too confident, I kept thinking that I could persevere, only when that person drew his gun out last night did I realize that I was too exhausted…… For my awareness to drop so much….. If it’s in the past, I wouldn’t have gotten hurt so easily……”
“Don’t risk yourself so much, if you have difficulties you should tell me, I don’t want to see you hurt.” Yang Chen sternly said.
Rose bit her lip, “I know, I know that you could settle everything just by yourself, but I don’t want to be a woman who rises in power just by relying on you. I don’t like the feeling of just being a pretty face, I wish I was of value to you.”
“Situ Rose!”